The Core of All Hearts: a Kingdom Hearts RP

[ArgyleNinja]

Sorry for the strange title, I'm running on half a cup of coffee. Anyway, you know the drill. No OP characters, keep it in-universe, keep the swearing down to a minimum, etc. Enjoy.

*In the Wasteland Castle, a battle is raging. A small black-and-white rabbit, flanked by two humans, a male wielding a shield and a female wielding a doll, are facing a Behemoth. Its large purple body renders it hard to move around or flank, but it has numerous wounds on its face and front legs, and one of its tusks has been chipped off, It lowers its head down at the party and lets out a bellowing roar*

Man:I'll say it again, why don't we just try to climb up and over through the gap its tusk left?
Woman:You wanna get that close to the thing's face, be my guest!

*The rabbit shifts his grip on his weapon, a small blade shaped like a key*

Rabbit:I have an idea. You two distract it while I create a blind spot.
Man:Lord Oswald, are you sure?
Oswald:Of course. Now, Lulu, do me a favor and hit it with something.

*Lulu waves her arms in a complicated motion and send a burst of blue flame at the Behemoth, knocking it back. Using this window ofopportunity, Oswald runs forward, half-jump-half-climbs up the monster's arm, grabs the horn in the center of its head, and drives his weapon into its eye, causing the Behemoth to let out a yelping roar and shake its head. Oswald wraps his long ears around the monster's horn and drives the blade deeper with both hands, twisting and jerking it until the ruined eye falls out of the gouged socket. Oswald jumps into the air to try the other eye, only to be batted away with one swift backhand from the Behemoth and smash headfirst into a marble column*

Man:Lord Oswald! You'll pay for that, beast...

*The man rears back his shield-arm and throws his shield with such force that it easily carves of the Behemoth's other tusk and dislocates its jaw on that side*

Man:Lulu, launch your strongest Flare spell into the thing's mouth!
Lulu:On it...

*More complicated hand-waving motions later, another ball of energy is launched into the Behemoth's mouth. Seconds later, it erupts in a ball of golden-red energy and vanishes into a wisp of shadow*

Man:Finally.

*The man and Lulu run over to the pile of rubble and start digging Oswald out, only to find him in dark-grey, silver, and gold armor from head to toe*

Oswald:Man, these things activate quickly!

[Xernuht]

Now Oswald's a Keyblade wielder? Teamed up with Lulu and Captain America? Count me in. I won't continue the story yet, though, so do go on.

[ArgyleNinja]

Oswald is basically King Mickey, only more aggressive about defending his Kingdom. He's kinda like Yoda combined with King Arthur.

[Xernuht]

I do know who Oswald is. I'm just surprised to see him, is all.

*Traverse Town*
As usual, the world of Traverse Town, a haven for those whose worlds were consumed by darkness, was mostly silent. The moogles ran their shops, and the people mostly just sat around enjoying themselves at the many cafes of the First District.

Over in the Second District, however, a battle was unfolding. Scattered all around the courtyard, the shadowy creatures born from people's hearts known only as the Heartless were advancing upon a lone teenager dressed in white, with a large golden keyblade attached to his back. Surrounded, he did not draw the keyblade, instead summoning a pair of ornate longswords.

?????: Don't think you can hide behind your bugs, Braig!

Sitting on the ledge at the front of the clock tower was a middle-aged man with his greying hair tied back in a ponytail, donned in a long black robe. He chuckled at the statement made by the swordsman while tapping his bowgun on the ledge beside him.

Braig: Sorry, kiddo, but I have things to do, and I just can't put any time for you in my schedule. Later.

The ground beneath Braig opened up into one of the Corridors of Darkness, and Braig slid off the ledge and dove into the portal.

?????: NO!

As the swordsman lunged towards the portal, the Heartless leaped into action, surging towards the lone warrior like a stormy sea of shadows looking to swallow him whole. He swung his swords in what appeared to be a random flailing manner, but as he stepped past each Heartless in his way, he cut down at least two of the shadowy beasts. With a final leap, the swordsman jumped into the portal, slamming his hand onto his armored shoulder, causing a bronze and gold suit of armor to cover his body as he plunged into the darkness.

*The Wasteland*
As he came out the other end of the Corridor, the swordsman found himself immediately falling. As he spun around, he saw that the portal had manifested in midair... and he saw Braig giving him a taunting smirk as he stood upside-down beside the portal.

Braig: No hard feelings, kid.

With that, Braig walked back through the portal, and it began to shut. Reaching to his back, the swordsman threw his keyblade towards the ground, forcing it to transform into its Glider mode, which appeared as a large surfboard. Landing on it, he immediately angled it upwards and rushed for the portal, but it was too late, having closed by the time the Glider had formed. Silently cursing, the warrior took in his surroundings, noting a large castle... at least he was sure it was a castle. Determined to learn where in the 'verse he was now, and perhaps get more information on Braig, he began flying to the castle.

[ArgyleNinja]

*Meanwhile, atop a tower by the main gate, a figure is watching the young man approaching on his Glider. He pulls out a small walkie-talkie shaped like a silhouetted rabbit head and presses a button on one of the ears*

???:Lord Oswald, this is Vincent reporting. I have an unidentified figure approaching the main gate. Should I do something about it?
Oswald:No. Not yet. Approach them and see what they want. And be careful, I don't want another incident. Be diplomatic about it, but let 'em know who it is they're dealing with.
Vincent:Understood, sir.

*With a swish, Vincent's cape morphs into a pair of tattered-looking wings, which he uses to glide down to the unknown person's level, drawing his Chain Gun (basically a gun-like Keyblade) and putting a thumb on the hammer, just in case*

Vincent:Halt! You are approaching the castle of Lord Oswald, King of the Wasteland. State your name and business.

[Xernuht]

Coming to a halt, the swordsman taps his shoulder plate, removing his armor.

?????: My name is Irving Callows. I suppose I'm a Keyblade wielder. I came here following a member of Organization XIII named Braig. He has eluded me thus far, but I believe he, or the Organization, may have had business on this world. If anyone you know has any information on them, I would like to speak with them, and then I will be on my way.

[ArgyleNinja]

Vincent:Allow me to check if anyone knows anything.

*Vincent pulls out his walkie-talkie again*

Vincent:Lord Oswald, the person I mentioned earlier is asking if anyone in the castle knows anything of a man named Braig, of Organization XIII.
Oswald:...Let him in. I'll send Kain to the gate.
Vincent:Understood, my lord. *hangs up* Alright, come with me.

[Xernuht]

Irving: Very well.

Jumping off the glider, Irving dismissed the keyblade.

Irving: After you.

[ArgyleNinja]

*Meanwhile, in Radiant Garden, a Struggle tournament is being held in the town squareness. Currently competing are a thin wiry youth tri-wielding foam dagger-shaped Struggle bats; one in each hand, and a third in his tail, and a young man with jet-black hair except for the single white stripe that runs along his head, and steely blue-grey eyes. In his two-handed grip is a single Struggle bat, longer than most others*

Tailed Youth:C'mom, Hagane! If you don't take the first move, then you won't even have a chance at winning!
Hagane:Yeah, but you know me. I like a disadvantage, Zidane.

*Zidane sighs and crouches into what Hagane knows to be his launch stance*

Zidane:Alright, but don't complain later!

*Zidane lunges at Hagane, who sidesteps and smacks Zidane downward. Zidane recovers, but skids to the ring's edge*

Zidane:Hah! Ya done goofed, Haga--eh?

*Zidane sees Hagane running at him full-pelt, Struggle bat raised high, and brings his daggers up in defense...Well, more to soften the blow than anything, since the force of the hit was enough to send Zidane flying through the air and crashing onto a Struggle bat holding kiosk*

Hagane:Hey, Zidane! You okay?
Zidane(dizzy):Why, t'were so easy, then none should suffer in this world!

*Meanwhile, back at the Wasteland, Vincent and Irving are following a man clad head-to-toe in darl-blue armor with a dragon-like theme to it. He stops and points with his spear to a door shaped like a silhouette of a rabbit's head*

Kain:Enter through there. Lord Oswald will be with you shortly.

[Xernuht]

Irving: Thank you.

As he approaches the door, Irving stops to once again examine it.

Irving: I really hope this 'traveling to other worlds' thing starts feeling normal soon.

Entering the room, Irving stops to examine his surroundings.

Irving: What a bizarre looking place.