- Invitation Status
- Posting Speed
- One post per day
- Online Availability
- Florida Time: 5:00 PM
- Writing Levels
- Give-No-Fucks
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Advanced
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Primarily Prefer Male
- Genres
- Anime, Fantasy, Post-Apocalyptic, Action/Adventure, and Dark. Sometimes I like to do Edgy things, but it has to be played out right to work for me.
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Moogle Building ~ Fountain
Skulld, Cat Friend, Ephemera, and Stella
Whistler was rather silent for this portion of the fight. He listened to Skulld, Stella, and Ephemera catch up while he defended them with his keyblade skill, but the sheer amount of Heartless began to overwhelm him. His speed was not enough to hold so many back, but Ephemera suggested getting to higher ground and led the way before Whistler could think about it.
"Right." He mumbled to himself following behind.
Whistler was clearly the shortest of them all, probably just an inch smaller than the second shortest, but it did not bother him much. His height merely made him think of jokes he could say and it brought a smile to his expressionless face, but his poker face returned when he heard a door slam. Looking ahead he saw that Ephemera had kicked the door open and he slowed. Calmly, he walked in and shut the door behind him, he placed his whistle between his lips, and proceeded to walk up to the angry Moogle. Everytime it opened its mouth he whistled. In time the Moogle actually calmed down and Whistler played a soothing song as he found the group conducting a magical assault from their vantage point. Whistler did not aid in the magic assault as he was still inexperienced in handling his own. Instead he stood behind the group as they called out spells and fired on the Heartless.
"I have found that they don't like when I whistle a joyful tune, like the Happy Birthday song. So, I could be of use, but I don't know how making them scatter anymore than they already are would help here." Whistler rambled to himself noting they were fixated on the battle.
Whistler then resumed whistling the tune he had used to soothe the Moogle before. The bombardment of magical projectiles on the enemy lasted long enough for Whistler to lose count of how many times he had played the chorus to his song. When it was all over and everyone took a breath Whistler looked around and saw a little ball of light land on his head. The ball morphed into his cat friend and he lay on top of Whistler's head.
"Hello." Whistler said looking up. The Chirithy waved weakly even though Whistler could not see it.
Whistler then looked back to the group. "You all seem beat. Rough day? I could play another tu-" Whistler was cut off by Gula's sudden news. "Looks like it is time to go again."
Whistler popped his hood up over his cat friend and pulled out a handkerchief to clean his whistle. Whistler was ready to make his way to the fountain.
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Moogle Building ~ Fountain
Skulld, Cat Friend, Ephemera, and Stella
Whistler was rather silent for this portion of the fight. He listened to Skulld, Stella, and Ephemera catch up while he defended them with his keyblade skill, but the sheer amount of Heartless began to overwhelm him. His speed was not enough to hold so many back, but Ephemera suggested getting to higher ground and led the way before Whistler could think about it.
"Right." He mumbled to himself following behind.
Whistler was clearly the shortest of them all, probably just an inch smaller than the second shortest, but it did not bother him much. His height merely made him think of jokes he could say and it brought a smile to his expressionless face, but his poker face returned when he heard a door slam. Looking ahead he saw that Ephemera had kicked the door open and he slowed. Calmly, he walked in and shut the door behind him, he placed his whistle between his lips, and proceeded to walk up to the angry Moogle. Everytime it opened its mouth he whistled. In time the Moogle actually calmed down and Whistler played a soothing song as he found the group conducting a magical assault from their vantage point. Whistler did not aid in the magic assault as he was still inexperienced in handling his own. Instead he stood behind the group as they called out spells and fired on the Heartless.
"I have found that they don't like when I whistle a joyful tune, like the Happy Birthday song. So, I could be of use, but I don't know how making them scatter anymore than they already are would help here." Whistler rambled to himself noting they were fixated on the battle.
Whistler then resumed whistling the tune he had used to soothe the Moogle before. The bombardment of magical projectiles on the enemy lasted long enough for Whistler to lose count of how many times he had played the chorus to his song. When it was all over and everyone took a breath Whistler looked around and saw a little ball of light land on his head. The ball morphed into his cat friend and he lay on top of Whistler's head.
"Hello." Whistler said looking up. The Chirithy waved weakly even though Whistler could not see it.
Whistler then looked back to the group. "You all seem beat. Rough day? I could play another tu-" Whistler was cut off by Gula's sudden news. "Looks like it is time to go again."
Whistler popped his hood up over his cat friend and pulled out a handkerchief to clean his whistle. Whistler was ready to make his way to the fountain.
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