Voicetesting and forever homeless, probably. No one wants Crazy!roth stalking them. Or do they?

[chosenbytheplanet]

What a misguided, simple-minded tool. But you are not wrong: there is a puppet here.

You.

[A twisted smile pulls back his mouth, nearly baring his teeth.]

Don't delude yourself with the idea that you matter, however. You are nothing but a temporary vessel. When the time comes for me to venture elsewhere, you will obey me, and then you will join the rest of the lifeless filth who thought they could control me.

Comments

[caringwarrior]

Good luck with that. [Deadpan]

[chosenbytheplanet]

[Oh. It's you.]

Cloud will be here soon. You linger around him like a lost pup.

[caringwarrior]

[Oh she does not like you.]

Don't talk about me as if you know me.

[chosenbytheplanet]

[His initial disinterest shifts into cruel amusement.]

Oh-- did I strike a nerve?

[caringwarrior]

[:|]

Your being strikes a nerve.

[chosenbytheplanet]

[In one fluid motion, Sephiroth switches his grip on Masamune, turning it so that the six-foot blade is pointed at Tifa. It's a challenge. Just how angry does he make you, Tifa?]

Show me.

[caringwarrior]

[Oh that's tempting. And have been balled into fists for quite some time now anyway. She doesn't even twitch when he brings out Masamune, she's been waiting for it. Though, her heart rate speeds up, remembering that weapon cut down on her and leaving that horrible mark.]

I'm not one of your puppets. [Forced]

[chosenbytheplanet]

Perhaps not... But I will enjoy destroying you regardless.

[Not only will it tear Cloud's already fragile heart asunder, but Tifa is one of the few humans to boast strength that does not come from mako. She was an interesting combatant in the past, but has she improved? ...Or gotten lax?

As if to test this, Sephiroth lunges forward with little warning, lashing out three quick strikes.]

[caringwarrior]

[She's been expecting it, waiting. But that didn't mean she was prepared for it. The first bit of movement caught off guard and nicked. her arm. She managed to dance away from the other two, though.]

You will not destroy me. [And now she's going in on the offense. She was always quick, something she was prideful in. Light on her feet and without hesitation, Tifa quickly closed the distance that the dangerous blade covered, aiming a frustrated punch straight at the mad man's face.]

[chosenbytheplanet]

[A low hum, the sound of amusement, is the only response Sephiroth gives her remark. Tifa is quick to be sure, but he wants to see her step it up a notch. With blurring speed, he glides off to the left, the swing connecting with naught but his hair as it whips with his movement.

Unfortunately, this close proximity due to Tifa's fighting style just puts her closer to him and with it, he intends to carve Masamune into her back if she neglects to move.]

[caringwarrior]

[Her fighting style, while it was her strength, it was also her weakness. It seemed like more often than not, her enemies preferred to use a weapon that would force the young martial artist to keep her distance. And she couldn't very well do anything if she didn't get close. It's not like she really liked using materia, not that she had any in this place.

So with hurried movements that were just the teensiest bit clumsy, Tifa was able to move away in time. Though she was forced to move away to a safe distance. Damn his lengthy sword. She was being forced to stay on the defensive.]

crazy!roth is fun :D

[taunted_angel]

Curious words, Sephiroth. Have you risen up against your mun?

Very much so!

[chosenbytheplanet]

[You. A feral look fills Sephiroth's eyes, the only hint that Genesis' presence has had an effect on an otherwise calm man.]

I thought you to be decayed by now, Genesis.

Re: Very much so!

[taunted_angel]

No, I am still here, thanks to perhaps fate and my mun.

Although, I know you are angry at your mun, there is no need for hostility against me, Sephiroth. Where I come from, you and I are freinds if not more so.

[chosenbytheplanet]

[The smile that follows is vicious and completely devoid of humor. Whatever sanity he once had when they were comrades is long gone. All Sephiroth sees now is an enemy, a lesser being, one who is not worthy of Mother's grace. ...Just like the rest of this Planet that wronged her.]

You called me a monster once. Do you despair so much that you backpedal over those words now? It's too late.

[taunted_angel]

No, not I, Sephiroth. In my time, you and I are comrades in arms. Whatever ShinRa or Hojo have done to you....I hate them for this. [He looked sadly upon his friend. What DID those bastards do to him.]

I would never call you a monster, Sephiroth. The monsters are those who have caused you to become like this. Angry, hateful. Those emotions are inside of me also. [He paused.]

What was the last event you remember? Is Hojo still alive?

[chosenbytheplanet]

[Sephiroth laughs low, equally humorless as his vicious smile. Arms spread, palms up, he turns his gaze upward.]

I am the chosen one. This Planet will brought to its knees, and I will be a God. [There is a long pause, as if reveling in his glorious plan, then he slowly lowers his arms back to his sides.] But I don't need to be a God to see through your lies. You will receive no more mercy than those who took this planet away from Mother.

Meteor will soon open up the heart of the Planet and the Lifestream will flow forth into me. There is no stopping it.

[taunted_angel]

God? [He just stared at his friend for a moment. What had happened? This wasn't the same man he knew.]

Sephiroth? Do you know what you are saying? I am not lying, Sephiroth. Lying is for the weak and cowardly and I am neither. [There was a hint of hurt in his azure eyes.]

What will you do once you have gained the planet?

[chosenbytheplanet]

[The Sephiroth he once knew is but a shadow of the past now.]

Avenge Mother.

[At this point, Sephiroth turns his gaze back to Genesis. Masamune is in his hand now, thirsty for blood.]

I would have killed you, back then. I wanted you to rot.

[A lie-- back then, he did care for Genesis's wellbeing. He and Angeal were his only friends. Now, however, Sephiroth has become cruel and sadistic, and he only desires to see that pain in the other man's eyes grow stronger. The six-foot blade rises, parallel to the ground.]

Allow me to finish it now.

[As if he were giving Genesis an option. Sephiroth lunges the longsword forward with the intent to plunge it through his chest.]

[taunted_angel]

[Genesis closed his eyes as he brought out his long, red blade. He didn't want to fight Sephiroth. He wouldn't. He couldn't. The love in his heart still burned for the man standing in front of him. A different version or not....perhaps he could reach out to him somehow.]

No. I will not fight you, Sephiroth. The man I see before my eyes is a victim of Hojo and ShinRa's hatred. Believe it or not, I still care for you, since I cannot throw my ideals about you away.

[He saw the lunge and quickly side stepped with a beat of a heart. He would defend himself but deal no damage.]

Hi Pot, this is the Kettle...

[maybe_a_count]

My, what a statement you've made for yourself! With that attitude, I'm sure you'll overtake this 'puppet' you speak of. [He smirks, bearing his fangs at the man.]

Oh, this should be good.

[chosenbytheplanet]

[An amused hum; Sephiroth is confident in his plans.] In good time.

The ultimate ego measuring competition.

[maybe_a_count]

[Alucard cannot help but find himself entertained by the man, and unleashes a wicked laugh.]

Good lord, yes. Dear Mun will be crushed under the enormous weight of their egos. It'll be glorious.

[chosenbytheplanet]

[Without so much as batting an eyelash at the laughter, Sephiroth instead studies Alucard. Curious, perhaps.]

Are you weak, kneeling to your vessel's will, or strong?

popcorn.gif

[maybe_a_count]

I bow down to no man. [He never said woman, mind you, thus meticulously adverting attention from his dear Master Integra.] My vessel is at the very least competent, that much I can respect. However, I've made it very clear to her that I shall only appease her if it suits my needs.

[chosenbytheplanet]

Does she listen?

[His voice is marked by amusement again, for he knows muns to be stubborn and foolish. They rarely listen. Morbidly, he wants to see someone tear their mun apart if he doesn't get there first.]

[misfortunewish]

...Creepy.

[You scary, bro.]

[chosenbytheplanet]

Are you afraid?

[misfortunewish]

Of you? No.

[It's said in a tone of utter boredom, but at least she's being frank. Creepy as Sephoroth is (and whoo boy, is he ever), he doesn't scare Jinna. Only Witches (and Kyubey) can do that.]

[chosenbytheplanet]

[That just intrigues him. There are but a handful of people in his world that do not fear him. Albeit, it makes him just want to break and torment them more, but...]

True bravery is rare, especially among humans. How deep does that bravery run, I wonder.

[misfortunewish]

[It's not bravery so much as a lack of caring. And a smidge of depression, but that's neither here nor there. Jinna tilts her head to one side, squinting up at Sephiroth. And all the while, she won't stop rolling her Soul Gem around in her hand.]

Deep enough, I guess. Doesn't really matter how brave a person is.

[chosenbytheplanet]

[That gem doesn't go unnoticed by him. It's clearly not materia, but something else. His curiosity is only piqued out of the possibility of personal gain.]

For what purpose is that stone?

[misfortunewish]

[She pauses in rolling her Soul Gem for the umpteenth time. Should she say...? It doesn't matter. There's a brief flash of pale light, and Jinna now looks like a proper Puella Magi. She even adjusts her hat slightly.]

For that.

[chosenbytheplanet]

A magic user. [Sephiroth isn't overly surprised. He starts to circle her very slowly, like a shark.] And how powerful are you, I wonder.

[Be careful what you say, Jinna, or he might attack to test you.]

[misfortunewish]

A Puella Magi. Get it right. [She smiles, though there's no mirth behind it. She pulls her hand out from behind her back and there's the handle of a morning star flail in it.] I'm sure there are plenty of others stronger than me.

[Translation: ain't nothing interesting here, so step off.]

[lostinthelight]

So, have they given you the 'Epic Creeper' award yet?

[Maya's mun is just.facepalming. Because seriously, does this girl not know any better.]

[chosenbytheplanet]

It has only just begun. I would be glad to show you true terror.

[By all means, he encourages all of these spunky, brave guests. He wants to try breaking them. But his mun is very sorry if he succeeds.]

[lostinthelight]

No thanks, been there, done that. Completely bored by it.

[Lies. But. Spunky and brave in her case translates to 'opening her mouth without thinking again'. Let's hope he fails then. Yikes.]

[chosenbytheplanet]

You act as if you're being given a choice. This Planet will be mine. I can give you despair now, or then.

[His grip on Masamune - the six-foot longsword in his left hand - shifts, sweeping behind him like a tail. He stalks towards her, eyes unblinking.]

[lostinthelight]

[Ha ha. Oh shit.]

Hey, you can have the Planet. Feel free, I've got loads of others I can go harass.

[And as if to demonstrate this, she sweeps a hand out before her, creating a portal of freezing Darkness that appears in the air between them.]

Careful, you walk through that and who knows where you'll end up.

[If this throws him off and keeps him away from her, good. Maya's pretty damn sure that setting him on fire or trying to ice his hair is just going to earn her a sword through the gut.]

As you can see, I've got more than enough despair all on my own.

[chosenbytheplanet]

[This does stop him. It's an ability Sephiroth has not witnessed before. For good or bad, he's intrigued. He can practically feel the chill coming off it. After studying it for a moment, his feline eyes center on Maya.]

You can create portals.

[He wants her to explain more-- and he's starting to want it for himself.]

[lostinthelight]

[Maya fights the urge to shudder as he looks at her, and wins, for the moment. Stopping, good. She's gotten him interested in hopefully something other than trying to kill her, even better.]

Yeah. They're- it's the Darkness in my Heart. It lets me do this.

[Not quite the entire truth, but she's not sure she wants to get into the whole story. Then again...]

When the Heartless claimed my world, I ended up somewhere else. There was a man, he taught me to do this.

[She flexes her fingers slightly, and the portal warps, shrinking a few feet before expanding back to it's original size. Better to keep it where it is, for now. She can hold it.]

Hope you don't mind a sane!roth ;)

[iam_sephiroth]

There is logic in your assumption.

[He studied the other man. How far gone was he? Those ShinRa assholes had done this....]

Do you wish to banish your mun? Or seek to control those who control you?

Not at all! I was hoping one would reply.

[chosenbytheplanet]

[Ah, Sephiroth had been wondering when he would meet himself. Seems his other self needs some enlightenment.]

What I wish is to take this Planet back for Mother. I will become a God, and the cosmos will be ours. [He pauses, then adds in a voice as icy as the summit of Gaea's Cliff:] Have they bothered to tell you of Mother yet?

Re: Hehe. I could switch Seph's insane switch on to join yours :P

[iam_sephiroth]

[He nodded.] God? A large responsibility. May I ask what we will do with the cosmos once we have it in our grasp? [He was curious to the idea and not thinking this man was making it all up.]

They? If you mean ShinRa then yes.

That is entirely up to you, bro.

[chosenbytheplanet]

No. It's my right. [Not a responsibility at all. He pivots, watching his other self sidelong for a moment before pacing forward, slow and deliberate. With his free hand, he gestures to the sky.]

Hm. They only gave you part of it. When Mother came to this Planet, they called her a calamity. She was mistreated. Experimented on. They took what was rightfully hers away. I'm merely taking it back.

[iam_sephiroth]

Of course. Or should that be our right? They were wrong about Mother because inferior dullards do not understand.

None of them do. [Not really. He knew that all along.] Taking it back for the greater cause?

[sinsrequiem]

Such a foul temper. [ Humored. ]