{Spoof RP}The World turns Upside Down {OPEN}

[Sephiroth]

.:Angel of Darkness:.

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Shall I give you Despair?

ooc: Ok, this is a very open thread. I know it is stationed in Gaai, but no specific place. Everyone, FF7 charry or not, is welcome to join. Throw all 'in character' out the door. This is a crazy rp for fum. Make your charries do whatever, let's make this exciting. Just no Godmode or Powerplay (obviously). Long posts are not necessary; just try to do at least one or two paragraphs. My introduction post is a bit long, but only because that's how I rp and I am introducing the scene. Don't let wall of words scare you away!!! XD

Now let the insanity begin!!!

bic:

Some party? Festival thing? What the heck was going on? A few miles east of Midgar, and a huge meadow. Along with... Dancing, happy human beings. Delighted screams pierced the air, making his head hurt. Music rose from a group of what appeared to be a band, and games were set up all over the place. The portable stuff; like Darts, ring toss, board game tournaments, and all that kind of shiz.. A food court was spread around in the middle of the place, where the most attraction seemed to be centered.

He was standing at the far side of the field, in a meadow, staring with disbelief at the party thing. Even this flower-ruled place was full of human beings, seeking escape from the body of the party zone. He had no clue what the hell was going on here, nor did he really care. The ex-Hero was simply bored out of his mind. So, off he went, walking through the outrageously tall, knee-high flowers. People everywhere merely waved at him, and called welcomes. There were no screams of terror, no sudden running. Something was seriously disturbing about this peace...

Suddenly, some woman ran up to him, a young girl sitting on her shoulders. He was too dazed at what was going on to react, at least until the woman stopped in front of him. The Little girl giggled madly from her perch on her mother's shoulder, and the little hands shifted. Hell no... That girl did NOT just put a flower behind his ear.... But alas, it was true... Before he could react, they Lady ran off with her kid, leaving him standing there, dumbfounded, with a flower placed awkwardly behind his ear.

After a moment, he reached up and snatched the rancid thing from his hair, throwing it to the ground. His pace increased as he hurried toward the main party body, not really thinking anymore. He wanted to see exactly what was going on, and he wanted to know why. As the food court came before him, he suddenly noticed people were staring at him; not with fear, but amusement and cheerful welcome. Some were pointing at his head. Sephiroth spun around, staring a some trick mirror near him. It distorted his figure to the point of making him look short, and fat... But it wasn't the mirror image that pissed him off. It was, the flower crown/garland that he now wore. How had that girl put an actual mass of plants like that in his hair without him noticing?! Oh yeah, he had been too distracted by the one behind his ear.

He reached up clenched the plant-life in his gloved hands, and threw them to the ground before mashing them with a foot. But some other distraction had come up just now, it seemed... He spun around, just in time to receive a face-full of funnel cake; powder and all. A food fight had just broken out, and the air was full of all sorts of nameless foods and unknown liquids... Furiously, he snatched a fistful of napkins off the nearest table, and clear his eyes of the cake stuff. He cleared his face as quickly as possible, backing away from the food fight's rage. And he was back at that weird mirror now. Staring at his distorted reflection, the Mako eyes widened in horror. White powder was splattered across his coat, and leftover smears coated his face. His precious hair was splattered with the cake bits, as well as what looked like chocolate milk.

This was... Way too much... he had to get away; to flee before anything else horrid happened. Spinning around, he stared in every direction. But he had somehow gotten lost... Booths surrounded him, and food was still flying. The mass of people obstructed his vision as well... Ans his sudden horror was messing with his head. Everything looked the same to him now. He felt disoriented, and trapped...

If only he still had his wing... He would simply be able to take to the skies and escape that way... But the Wing had vanished only yesterday; for no apparent reason. It was just.. gone, leaving black feathers scattered around him. So here he was, trapped by the very scum that he had tried to destroy on multiple occasions... He would have drawn his sword by now, and merely fought his way through the crowd, but there were just too many people. He couldn't pick just one to target. And personally, his hair was already covered in food and liquid... He would rather the Masamune stayed clear of such things.

He was still running everywhere, trying to avoid flying bits of food. But sure enough, not watching where he was going as he looked over his shoulder, he bashed head-first into the side of one booth. Damn, that hurt... Rubbing his head dazedly, a little creature stared directly into his eyes. It was a cat, a rather small one, at that. Aw, he loved kitties!

But this one seemed a bit mad. Apparently, it's favourite place to lay down was occupied by his head as he sprawled disoriented across the desk. "Hi kitty!!!" He said, straightened up and reaching out to pet it. And the little calico cat leapt onto his arm, claws out, and ran up toward his head. "Owwwwiieieeeee" He yelped, jumped backward with the angry cat clinging to his head. It had it's small, yet sharp claws tangled in his hair, and small pinprick teeth biting at his ear. It was like a furry little mop now, all it's hair sticking up.

Sephiroth ran around with the evil little thing clinging to his head, running into shocked people. Suddenly, the lump of fur slipped, and tumbling backward as it lost its grip. And it clung to the ends of his long hair; barely saving itself from falling off. Now, the man was running more frantically, both his hair and the cat blowing around behind him. The little demon refused to let go as it was thrown around, screeching.

Then what appeared to be milk was thrown at the black cloaked man, spattering him with drops of white liquid. Of course, he skidded to a halt, trying to wipe milk out of his eyes. And the cat freaked. It clawed its way back on his head, taking a few strands of silver hair with it. It settled on his head, licking at the milk, all interest in harassing its host gone.

Sephiroth realized he was had run in circles, and was now stationed once more in front of that damn mirror. He stared, wide-eyes at his distorted image, gazing at the calico cat crouched on his head, still licking at the milk. Well, he now had a deathly fear of the thing; so he would certainly not try to get it off. With a sigh, he turned around shakily, at stared at the still-raging food fight. The weight of the cat on his head was minor, but he still didn't like the fact that it was licking his hair. Well, at least it was a bit useful... The furry devil would get most of the milk out of his hair, and he wouldn't have to worry about the stuff starting to smell before he got a chance to wash the rest out.

ooc: LOL. I can totally picture this.

[Kyrie "Heaven" Fallen]

The Fallen Feather;; .:No one is born evil into this world, the way I see it... we all have a choice, our paths can only be woven by us:.

OOC: Madness? O-O I love radomosity! ^O^ I'mma play >-> *ebil laugh*
Yaaaaaaaaay~

BIC:

How did she get caught up into this again? She only wanted directions, she was lost after all, but just being here made her feel even more so. Aright, she had heard of happy and zealous, but this? It just felt too much, as kind as she was, it was nothing compared to this, everyone here... they were just too nice, disturbingly nice.

Right now, it felt like swallowing that sickly sweet medicine when ill, at first it's enjoyable and tasty, but then it leaves a horrible after taste, the more you take it, the more you fear it. This was what was happening right now! Sure, it was no problem just smiling and nodding, acting like she was listening, but for how much longer!? She wanted to get out of here!

For an hour she had been listening to an elderly couple, baring them pulling and poking at her cheeks, even lecturing her for not having a nice man in her life. Uhm, excuse me? She didn't even know these people yet they were acting like they were her grandparents! It was sudden as the old woman thrust a bunch of roses into her hands, asking her to give them to someone who caught her eye. Why...? No, really, why her? She could feel a whine rising in her throat, but kept it in.

She just stood there with a dumbfounded expression, her eye barely twitching in annoyance. She had faced monsters and such, but this... this... it was... too... much! The prodding of the cheeks, the flowers, the countless loved up women surrounding her and dragging her in a dressing room. Seriously! She wasn't even still wearing the clothes she came here in!

The sweet smell of flowers in her hair was just beginning to make her feel nauseous, she was sure she was gonna end up with an allergy after this. Several times she had already sneezed, but what was worst was her attire... pink... it was... pink! Pink... for Ifirit's sake, didn't anyone get it... PINK!! She hated pink! It was just... bleeehgaah!

Alright, light pink wasn't so bad, but that still give them the right to strip her down to her underwear and force this damn ruffled dress on her! No, no... calm down, it was just the hem, there were no embarrassing sleeves, there was no need to freak out... but that was besides the point! No one understand! It's pink!! Pink! Piiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiink!!

Kyrie couldn't take it, she had to loave, she didn't want to hear for the tenth time on how these two oldies met! Did they have short term memory loss or something!? Someone please just end-!

At that moment, hope lit up in her eyes. A commotion!? A distraction!? Something was going on 'cause now no one was looking at her! Yay! The oldies had forgotten what they were saying and were now watching some goof run around with a cat clinging to him--wait, cat!? Aww! But wait, ow... that didn't look good.

Tilting her head at the scene, Kyrie's eyes widened. Wow, that didn't look fun, then again, who the hell was this guy And what was with his long hair? Seriously, people are gonna touch it if it's that long, and it'll get messy and dirty easily. But whatever! She was free!

Before they realised she was gone, Kyrie ran out of there, slightly stumbling because of the dress, but who cared!? They had stopped talking to her, she was free, they couldn't bother her anymore! She could just run straight out of this place and find others to help her! When she turned the corner, she nearly had a heart attack at the parade of girls who had seen her, squealing and looking at her with their lovestruck gazes. Oh, hell no, these girls would not make her one of them!

"I wanna live!!" she cried, backing away from the before completely darting off, she ran as fast as her feet could carry her, but once turning another corner, she was not expecting anyone to get in her way, now she couldn't stop! What kind of person just stands there letting... wait, a dumbfound expression appeared once again as she saw a cat licking a man's head, but that soon went as she felt herself smack straight into said person before she could even realise it!

She was sent back and fell into a heap of flowers and ruffled pinkness. "Ugh! They're everywhere!" she yelled in panic before flailing various flowers off of her, if she saw one more pink item... anything... something! Gods help her!

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[Dr. L. N. Striker]

Lartenick Neil Striker

"When the world crushes you, go with it. Someday you can repay them. It will be either Evil... or Good. It will be your choice, not mine."

{Finlay some insanity!! Time for fun, yaaaaaaaaaaaahooooooooooo!!
And I feel Sephiroth's pain when it comes to parties like that XD
>^^<}

The crazy day had been overwhelming and his father dragged him to some insanity party. Noise, food fights, crazy animals, people, music. It was too much for him. He stood back as his father had a blast. He rolled his eye as the people ran about making him nauseous and wanting to run away. He looked to the field of endless knee-high flowers and let out a growl, "Hell no..." he muttered just as a girl with blond hair put a flower in his hair and he began to clench his fists. What in the world was going on? Did someone make a new potion causing everyone to act strangely?

He didn't know and he didn't want to eat or drink anything. He walked through the field and groaned seeing the pink everywhere. He rolled his only good eye and went forth. His red shirt was beginning to have the smell of flowers and he tore away the flowers he was given by the random people with the ghastly disturbing smiles and went to a table and began to look at the food selection. He wrinkled his nose and began to wonder why his dad brought him here. To be honest he'd rather be working in the clinic than being here. He was useless here. However a flash of silver was caught out of his good eye and he turned wide eyed.

It couldn't be truly the man of legend could it? However he smiled at the thought of him being there. It would probably be a good thing considering everyone was to happy. He would forget the past and be thankful that he was there. It would prove to be good somehow. That made him a little happier to be there. He then noticed that the man was trying to bet a cat from his head and he erupted in laughter. He closed his eye and fell into the table popping his back before finally landing on his butt.

Why was it funny? Reason was that cats normally didn't do that and seeing the man act in that was was hilarious. He soon stopped breathing and quit laughing, he tried to regain breath and looked up to watch a girl run into the man. He got up before having another person shove flowers on him and he glared pushing his hair from his face as they left. He put on the glasses that hid most of the scar and went to the girl and couldn't help but smile at what she said as he himself threw the flowers off before having something latch onto his back. A tiny gray fuzzball was climbing him like a ladder, "Great now I got one..." he growled and began to try and reach at it. No use.

Like the silver haired man he was unable to remove the fur ball. He sighed as it sat on his shoulder playing with his hair and pawing his face, "Now I know why I became a doctor... I hate animals a bit...." he stood two yards from them and glanced around the place was a mad house. Who ever decided to do this party was a nut-case and drugged everyone. That was Lartenick's conclusion of the matter.