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genessia2018-01-31 09:40 pm
liveandforgive) wrote in genessia2018-01-31 09:40 pm
OPEN LOG/INITIAL VIDEO
WHO: Cloud Strife; open to all!
WHAT: With Fayren restored to normal, Cloud seeks to get stronger and step up his training.
WHEN: February 2nd-3rd
WHERE: Fayren; Beach (Feb 2nd) | Nova City; Holodeck (Feb 3rd)
WARNING: None
𝐟𝐚𝐲𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡
[the faint chill within the air doesn't seem to phase the blond much, even as his breath softly fogs past his lips with each composed sigh he takes. Fayren's frigid cold snap may have been reverted, but that didn't stop the land from experiencing it's own natural bout of snow. but for Cloud, it was all the better for him to test his stamina; he'd dealt with far colder. now that he was back to full strength and rested up from last month's assault upon the Ice Queen and the true enemy, nothing would change if he didn't go out and do something about it.
if this world taught the young man anything, it was that even if he was plenty strong, there was no excuse to stop. thoughts of Yang and her own drive to get stronger to be able to stop others from committing terrible things they may not have had any control over... he had to hold up his own end of the bargain as well. Cloud would save the people he cared about from whatever came their way, even if it was saving them from themselves. there was no such thing as being too prepared. which is why he was out here along the soft white shores of Fayren, snow softly crunching beneath his feet that thinly veiled the sand.]
122... 123... 124...
[having taken a short break from rapidly mixing between his six large swords through exercises, he was just beginning to warm up. but nothing beat a good round of squats to get the legs on fire and ready to take things to the next level! Cloud continued to quietly count to himself as he huffs with each downward squat.]
...140... 141...
[once he hit 150, Cloud was prepared to pick up where he left off, the massive sword's edge buried in the sand behind him waiting to be picked back up by its wielder.]
ɴᴏᴠᴀ ᴄɪᴛʏ ʜᴏʟᴏᴅᴇᴄᴋ
[the terrain was only as good as the imagination and settings of the user. but it was close enough. the sky was filled with despair, swirling with darkness as if a malicious storm was on the horizon. the surrounding area and buildings were left in tumultuous ruin as if a calamity had struck years past. and they had, perhaps on another planet. and in the center of this disaster were two imposing forces, the clash of their swords ringing throughout the entirety of the battlefield as if to be etched into history.
defiant of gravity as Cloud gave chase of the image of a man, the simulated foe threw everything they could at the blond. and yet despite tumbling masses of debris that were sliced and hurled his way between blows, Cloud persevered as if it were second nature to him. steel and concrete burned with every cleave of his giant sword, cutting through the obstacles hurled at him like a hot knife through butter. he never stopped, never gave up as the two would exchange blows and he'd evade strikes that would legitimately cut through him and end his life.
no, if Cloud was going to grow stronger, he'd need to surpass himself again and again. but deep down he knew that this wasn't enough. it was a simulation... an illusion created all by himself. this may as well have been a dream that he had complete control over. as dangerous as this training simulation was? this wasn't the real deal. but it'd be enough to refine himself and discover new heights. flying through the air and jumping off falling pieces of skyscrapers, it was a case of deja vu all over again as the illusionary one-winged angel raised its hand above, floating high above Cloud.
fully assembling his Fusion Sword, his eyes flared with an intensity reserved for only one man. one nightmare. Cloud would end this with the next blow.]
HAAAAAH—!!
[before the fake could cast their spell, Cloud soared high up after them, sword ablaze with a fiery blue aura as he channelled everything into this decisive strike. like a star shooting across the sky, he pierced the darkness and ran straight through the crystallized foe. it wasn't the same. it still wasn't. and upon confirming that he'd dealt a definitive blow, the Holodeck's simulation gave way and nothing but the large expanse of a room was left behind as he landed on his feet.]
Haah... haah...
[his body faintly shook as his sapphire-hued gaze turned up towards the ceiling. but it wasn't like last time. the circumstances were that this simulation would end when he defeated his enemy. and even if this place couldn't truly replicate their power, it was enough to get his heart pounding in his chest and his body aching from the blows he did take from the fake. the room was back to normal now, the tension within Cloud's shoulders releasing finally as he swung his sword in a brief, victorious fashion. with a couple of spins of the blade, he sheaths it to the back of his waist with a sigh before he turns to leave- if not for good, to at least get something to drink.]
Not good enough...
ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ ; ᴊᴀɴᴜᴀʀʏ 𝟹𝟷sᴛ
My name is Cloud Strife. [the guy that's usually just some spiky-haired delivery boy who works for a bakery? yeah, he's calling out to the network. he's usually pretty reserved, but his expression is a little more serious than usual] I'm looking for strong fighters to train with. Not looking to just beat people, so if I get a run for my money, all the better. I use swords, but you can come with whatever you want.
Gonna spend the day out in Fayren on the beach if you wanna find me. I'll be there Friday.
[/video]
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[OOC; The Holodeck option is also available, but Cloud isn't expecting people as he intended on using that day to train more intensely alone. Have at it though! He's accidentally left the observation windows open to the Holodeck since he doesn't use it often. Cloud won't turn you away if you're looking for practice or to be tested by him despite his message.]
WHAT: With Fayren restored to normal, Cloud seeks to get stronger and step up his training.
WHEN: February 2nd-3rd
WHERE: Fayren; Beach (Feb 2nd) | Nova City; Holodeck (Feb 3rd)
WARNING: None
𝐟𝐚𝐲𝐫𝐞𝐧 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡
[the faint chill within the air doesn't seem to phase the blond much, even as his breath softly fogs past his lips with each composed sigh he takes. Fayren's frigid cold snap may have been reverted, but that didn't stop the land from experiencing it's own natural bout of snow. but for Cloud, it was all the better for him to test his stamina; he'd dealt with far colder. now that he was back to full strength and rested up from last month's assault upon the Ice Queen and the true enemy, nothing would change if he didn't go out and do something about it.
if this world taught the young man anything, it was that even if he was plenty strong, there was no excuse to stop. thoughts of Yang and her own drive to get stronger to be able to stop others from committing terrible things they may not have had any control over... he had to hold up his own end of the bargain as well. Cloud would save the people he cared about from whatever came their way, even if it was saving them from themselves. there was no such thing as being too prepared. which is why he was out here along the soft white shores of Fayren, snow softly crunching beneath his feet that thinly veiled the sand.]
122... 123... 124...
[having taken a short break from rapidly mixing between his six large swords through exercises, he was just beginning to warm up. but nothing beat a good round of squats to get the legs on fire and ready to take things to the next level! Cloud continued to quietly count to himself as he huffs with each downward squat.]
...140... 141...
[once he hit 150, Cloud was prepared to pick up where he left off, the massive sword's edge buried in the sand behind him waiting to be picked back up by its wielder.]
ɴᴏᴠᴀ ᴄɪᴛʏ ʜᴏʟᴏᴅᴇᴄᴋ
[the terrain was only as good as the imagination and settings of the user. but it was close enough. the sky was filled with despair, swirling with darkness as if a malicious storm was on the horizon. the surrounding area and buildings were left in tumultuous ruin as if a calamity had struck years past. and they had, perhaps on another planet. and in the center of this disaster were two imposing forces, the clash of their swords ringing throughout the entirety of the battlefield as if to be etched into history.
defiant of gravity as Cloud gave chase of the image of a man, the simulated foe threw everything they could at the blond. and yet despite tumbling masses of debris that were sliced and hurled his way between blows, Cloud persevered as if it were second nature to him. steel and concrete burned with every cleave of his giant sword, cutting through the obstacles hurled at him like a hot knife through butter. he never stopped, never gave up as the two would exchange blows and he'd evade strikes that would legitimately cut through him and end his life.
no, if Cloud was going to grow stronger, he'd need to surpass himself again and again. but deep down he knew that this wasn't enough. it was a simulation... an illusion created all by himself. this may as well have been a dream that he had complete control over. as dangerous as this training simulation was? this wasn't the real deal. but it'd be enough to refine himself and discover new heights. flying through the air and jumping off falling pieces of skyscrapers, it was a case of deja vu all over again as the illusionary one-winged angel raised its hand above, floating high above Cloud.
fully assembling his Fusion Sword, his eyes flared with an intensity reserved for only one man. one nightmare. Cloud would end this with the next blow.]
HAAAAAH—!!
[before the fake could cast their spell, Cloud soared high up after them, sword ablaze with a fiery blue aura as he channelled everything into this decisive strike. like a star shooting across the sky, he pierced the darkness and ran straight through the crystallized foe. it wasn't the same. it still wasn't. and upon confirming that he'd dealt a definitive blow, the Holodeck's simulation gave way and nothing but the large expanse of a room was left behind as he landed on his feet.]
Haah... haah...
[his body faintly shook as his sapphire-hued gaze turned up towards the ceiling. but it wasn't like last time. the circumstances were that this simulation would end when he defeated his enemy. and even if this place couldn't truly replicate their power, it was enough to get his heart pounding in his chest and his body aching from the blows he did take from the fake. the room was back to normal now, the tension within Cloud's shoulders releasing finally as he swung his sword in a brief, victorious fashion. with a couple of spins of the blade, he sheaths it to the back of his waist with a sigh before he turns to leave- if not for good, to at least get something to drink.]
Not good enough...
ᴠɪᴅᴇᴏ ; ᴊᴀɴᴜᴀʀʏ 𝟹𝟷sᴛ
My name is Cloud Strife. [the guy that's usually just some spiky-haired delivery boy who works for a bakery? yeah, he's calling out to the network. he's usually pretty reserved, but his expression is a little more serious than usual] I'm looking for strong fighters to train with. Not looking to just beat people, so if I get a run for my money, all the better. I use swords, but you can come with whatever you want.
Gonna spend the day out in Fayren on the beach if you wanna find me. I'll be there Friday.
[/video]
--
[OOC; The Holodeck option is also available, but Cloud isn't expecting people as he intended on using that day to train more intensely alone. Have at it though! He's accidentally left the observation windows open to the Holodeck since he doesn't use it often. Cloud won't turn you away if you're looking for practice or to be tested by him despite his message.]
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