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opuscordis · 2 years

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I'm not dead, but I've been very busy with work! It's been very....wake up, go to work. Come home, go to sleep. I'll check in when I can.

#♡ ━━ : ooc #tbd

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opuscordis · 2 years

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Some of these books were entirely unintelligible.

As the new ward of Ansem the Wise, he’d been given nearly free reign of the castle. But young Ienzo preferred to stick to the library. After his run in with those strange, bug-like creatures in the town square, exploring outside the castle alone didn’t sound like quite the adventure he thought it to be. But that was just fine.

Here it was quiet, just like himself, and cozier than it had any right to be. Although...he might have preferred sneaking out for sweets with the King, or maybe running errands with Even. He’d been alone long enough today. So when he heard the distant sound of footsteps approaching, there’s the smallest hint of a smile on his face when he ran toward the stairs to meet them.

“ . . . “

But instead, it’s Braig on the landing. False alarm. Wordlessly turning on his heel and slipping back between the isles of books, Ienzo tried to disappear before the other had taken notice.

@gravitasfatum

#gravitasfatum #♡ ━━ : ic (ienzo)

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opuscordis · 2 years

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sixba:

There’s a nod and then an expression of confusion as he padded around while Zexion spoke. Here he thought it was a pride type environment that he’d been brought to, or rather followed, whichever Nobody he’d trailed on his way back here. That everybody shared with one another. That was how they worked.

But here in this strange place? Everyone seemed to fend for themselves.

“I didn’t know it wasn’t s’pposed to be played with.” the cub answered climbing up onto the bed giving the covers a quick knead before laying down to make himself comfortable. “Whatever it was.”

A moment of silence.

“Are you the Superior?” Might as well begin asking questions since he was now in the company of someone and could get some answers. Possibly. “If you are how come you’re getting stuff for Kingdom Hearts? What is it anyway? Is it some kind of animal that you can eventually eat that we all gotta take down together on missions?” Maybe the cub also had food on his mind too since he was getting a bit hungry. “And how come nobody really shares stuff around here? Isn’t that what we’re s’pposed to do since we all live together?”

@opuscordis

Letting something that would shed and stink up his sheets with Light sit on his bed wasn’t ideal, but the protest died in his throat. Instead, he exhaled a long, tension-ladden sigh and folded his arms during the period of quiet. Should he explain what the Lexicon was? It probably wasn’t necessary-- Simba now knew it belonged to him, which should be enough. And did lions have written language in the first place? Could they perform magic? He wasn’t sure what one could do with paws. He’s curious, but he tries to remind himself he doesn’t have the capacity to care.

“You think I’m the Superior?” he has a wicked little chuckle at that, but shook his head. “No. My name is Zexion, and I’m the sixth member of this organization.”

Comparing Kingdom Hearts to a hunt threw him entirely, but that might be a fair way to describe it--there was a vast cultural barrier between their worlds. But calling it food was something else! But already he’d moved onto the next subject...it was such a flurry of questions. Zexion held up his gloved hands, waving them fervently.

“Our goal is to gather enough hearts to...feed the beast, so to speak. Once Kingdom Hearts is full, it’ll be a much grander meal--then we can all share, because there will be enough to go around.” he feigns a kindly smile, proud of his explanation. “If you prove yourself to be a valuable asset to us, Simba, I can assure you, you will not go unrewarded.”

#sixba #♡ ━━ : ic (zexion)#( is it an animal you eat? yes but actually no)#(now go be a good predator and get big and strong so we can exploit u)

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opuscordis · 2 years

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bishonenprince:

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He quickly picked up his gummi phone, eyes widening slightly at the familiar face. This was rare. It’s not often he and Ienzo spoke, especially once he began drifting away from everyone around him. “Don’t worry about it, I was already awake..” There was a pause, as if he was contemplating whether or not to get himself involved with the others again. In his mind he was weighing the pros and cons of whatever the other had in store for him. In the end, he put on the best smile he could and nodded. “Alright, I’m all ears. What is it you’d like me to do? If I was personally recommended for this then it must be pretty important.”

With his free hand, he reached over to the bedside table and picked up a black lighter. His expression returned to it’s normal distant one as he finally lit up his cig. “I’m assuming I’ll have to leave asap.”

Ienzo couldn’t help but make a face upon seeing the trails of smoke rise from just off screen. It takes a moment, but his face relaxes, although his brows remained furrowed throughout. Seeing Sora with a cigarette in his mouth sent off all sorts of alarm bells in his head. But it was the transition into such an empty expression that was most jarring--although he wouldn’t dare comment on it.

“W-Well,” he stammers, mind blanking for a moment. “That’s up to you, of course. It’s no rush. But we’d like you to make a few deliveries.”

The video feed jostled around as he propped the device against a nearby monitor, so his hands could be free to procure a large silver briefcase from under the table. Nimble fingers flip over the locking mechanisms, and the chest springs open to reveal several Gummiphones, five in total.

“I just finished the last one, I couldn’t help myself. Even and Master Ansem turned in for the night ages ago, but I couldn’t stand leaving any loose ends.” he awkwardly scratched the side of his head with a finger, looking upwards at what could have been nothing but a clock. “Anyway, we were hoping you could find notable denizens of other worlds...leaders, or otherwise trusted individuals. You’d know better than any of us who you can trust with maintaining the secrecy of--”

#bishonenprince #♡ ━━ : ic (ienzo)

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opuscordis · 2 years

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Work got a little busy after the holiday, I'll be around a little bit tomorrow

#on mobile #tbd

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opuscordis · 2 years

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about

Ienzo is Ansem the Wise’s youngest apprentice, and the complete self of Zexion. At a young age, Ienzo lost his parents from unknown causes, and came under the care of Even and the other apprentices. After Xehanort became an apprentice to Ansem, Xehanort manipulated the other apprentices into immersing themselves into the darkness from their research on the heart, causing them to split into Heartless and Nobodies.

the basics:

A complete person in the Kingdom Hearts universe is comprised of a body, a heart (the true source of their personality and emotions), and soul (the spirit that animates the body). Sometimes, someone with an exceptionally strong will doesn’t fade away when their heart disappears. Their empty shell can still continue to live on, even as the true person has effectively gone. These beings, called Nobodies, operate on different tiers of consciousness. The highest of those retain human forms and most of their memories from their time as people, which allows them to keep on living--using their past lives as a blueprint for how to operate in the world. They can be deceiving and appear to have emotions and form bonds, but it’s only an illusion.

Or at least, at first.

Through new connections and new memories, Nobodies can come to create hearts of their own. But the leader of Organization XIII, a group of humanoid Nobodies, lied to its members and told them this was impossible. And because heart without nurturing can’t fully develop, they were stunted.

Zexion, along with most of the other members, was destroyed long before a complete heart of his own could grow. But by destroying the Nobody, and the Heartless containing the original persona, the two will eventually find their way back to one another again. The heart and the body come together. They’re re-completed.

more info about Zexion | more info about Ienzo

#opuscordis about #( Ignore this I'm making it for mobile accessibility )

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opuscordis · 2 years

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rules

Hello, friends! I’ll keep this short and sweet.

First off, I’m in my late twenties, so for those who feel uncomfortable interacting with older folks here can be made aware. I don’t personally care if you’re young or old, as long as you’re here to have a good time and we get along. I do not write or post sexual nsfw, so there’s no worries there.

Here’s the rules: As you all know, there’s a general rp etiquette that we’ve all pretty much agreed on. Stuff like being against godmodding/metagaming, making sure to reply to asks with a new post, etc, so I’ll skip over those as they’re typically expected.

So here’s the stuff that matters most to me:

i. MUTUALS ONLY For my own personal comfort, no harm meant.

ii. NO SHIPPING Platonic relationships only. Your muse can develop feelings of course, but I lean toward Ienzo being aroace so he won’t reciprocate.

iii. MUN DOES NOT EQUAL MUSE This is mostly directed at Zexion. iv. RP MEMES / SPAM I don’t care about reblog karma, but I do think I’d find it annoying for my notifications to be full of reblogs. So don’t go too crazy, if anything please go to the source. And please don’t go through liking a million posts all at once.

v. THREADS Long, short, anything inbetween. Plotting things out isn’t a big deal to me, but we can work something out. I like spontaneity too.

#opuscordis rules #( Ignore this I'm making it for mobile accessibility )

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opuscordis · 2 years

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“Hello, Sora.” greeted the image of Ienzo, looking a bit disheveled, but cheery nevertheless. “I...haven’t waken you, have I?”

One piercing eye darted around, presumably taking notice of just how dark it still was on the other end of the screen. Even if he were to assume time across their two worlds still moved at parallel speeds, he wasn’t entirely sure long he’d spent cooped up in the castle’s computer room--and with no windows and a long night of tinkering? It was a losing battle.

“I have a favor to ask of you, if you’re willing.” he pressed gently, knowing this new Sora had been rather aloof since his return. “In fact, Master Ansem personally recommended you for the job.”

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Curious how the mind tends to roam in the wee hours of the morning. The buzzing of the fridge, the city lights, the sounds of traffic, the chilly air against his skin as he opened the window. All of these just pushed him deeper into his own thoughts. Another restless night– another night where his own demons came out to haunt him. Would anything had changed had he not gone outside that day? Would he have had a decent, normal life if that door had been left closed? So many questions, so many possibilities. Yet it seemed Destiny had made him nothing but it’s toy. He could still hear them, see them- his companions being defeated, killed off by the heartless during the Keyblade War. How he had to live and feel that pain not once, but twice when he was miraculously given another chance to save them. To re-do what had been done. Sora had smiled through it all, head held high showing nothing but bravery and willingness to put his life on the line for everyone around him, but in reality.. He was exhausted. Now that he was on his own with no one around, there was no reason for him to keep the smile. Just as he was about to light up a cig, his phone went off. How odd, who would be contacting him at this hour?

#tw death #bishonenprince #♡ ━━ c : ienzo #( hope it's okay I jumped on this!#I already have an idea in mind but if you'd rather plot it out #or something different let me know!#he wants to ask him to deliver gummiphones )

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opuscordis · 2 years

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”No, I’m sure you wouldn’t.”

The saccharine smile quickly slipped from the Nobody’s youthful face, replaced by slack detachment. Zexion raised an arm, and the book wildly shook for a moment before flying out from under the little lion’s hold. Once back in his grasp, he gave it a quick once over before vanishing it away to it’s proper place in the void. In time, he’d find the proper supplies to fix the binding.

”...In the future, you’ll be mindful of where and with what you do your playing.”

Strangely, he can’t bring himself to threaten him. It wasn’t until he’d heard him speak that he truly realized just how young he actually was--of course he was a cub, but Zexion hadn’t quite connected the thought that it also meant he was a child. And children really didn’t know any better.

This gave him some pause. He should be more understanding.

“You see, this is my room. It’s mine. As well as that darling little chew toy you found.” he added with some bitterness, but he really was trying to appear kind. “So it would be greatly appreciated if you didn’t touch things that do not belong to you. I’m sure we understand each other?”

The cub paused in his play staring up at the man who’d entered. An odd-looking man though that had to be attributed to his current position of being upside down on the floor itself. The lion had only met a small handful, or pawful in his case, or Organization Members. Was this person ‘The Superior’ that everyone was talking about? Xe-something? Everyone had an X in their name so it was a bit confusing at times. Having heard various rumors, the lion cub quickly rolled over, cream-colored paws resting on the cover of the book as he spoke to show that he no longer meant any harm to the piece of literature. As if he probably hadn’t damaged it enough already.

“I was just playing with it.” Simba said quickly. “There’s not a whole lot to do around here and the Dusks aren’t that much fun plus everybody I know is out on missions.” he added hoping he wasn’t in too much trouble. Most of the time, Simba had to fend for himself when others weren’t around. Exploring other rooms he could do but had quickly learned that some were off-limits via closed doors. This one just happened to be open when the cub slipped inside so he took a chance. “You’re not gonna turn me into a Kingdom Hearts, are you?” Whatever that was. It was something he’d only heard about. “Cause I don’t wanna be one.”

@opuscordis

#sixba #♡ ━━ : ic (zexion)

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opuscordis · 2 years

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@flamesofmemory

Introducing a brand new Kingdom Hearts roleplay blog from Theo Grifalinas!

The blog is primarily Axel, with Riku, Aqua, Xemnas Recompleted, Xigbar, and eventually others along for the ride as well.

Rules || verses and characters pages still under construction.

#♡ ━━ : promo #( hey fellow newbie! )

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Without anybody to really play with in the Grey Area, Simba was left to his own devices. Axel, Roxas, and Xion were on missions, Xigbar was who knew where and as for everybody else? Who knew. The cub wandered around coming across a book which immediately piqued his interest. Soon, the lion cub was rolling on the floor crumpling pages of the lexicon while gnawing on the cover. At least this thing would do as a playmate for now...

The airs had changed within the castle. Long before Zexion had heard the hushed whispers of a new ‘pet’ now living among them, he’d sensed the entity’s arrival. It’s scent, which was the best way to describe this odd perception of his, was so sickeningly sweet he didn’t know how the other members could stand to be around it. Had the presence of a pure heart always been so overwhelming? He couldn’t remember.

Even after the formal introduction by the Superior, VI hadn’t personally introduced himself to the cat. The fact it had been allowed to stay was bizarre in itself, when it was a creature ripe for harvesting. But he wouldn’t dare question Xemnas’ motives--he would do right by the Organization, always.

So, as apathetic as he was about Simba’s existence in their non-existence, no longer could he be ignored. Daring to touch one of his books, specifically his weapon of choice? And entering his private quarters, none the less? It would not be making that mistake again.