[Action]

Jan. 28th, 2012 02:44 pm
thenightmarebegins: (nevermore)
[Vincent is noticing more people around than usual. He walks around a bit, observing. Eventually he pauses on a bridge to brood and wonder what it means, and why it bothers him so much.]

...Why is this happening?
thenightmarebegins: (bang bang bang)
[While he's spent the past few years keeping out of village conflicts and issues entirely, this is a rare time that Vincent is stirred to action. These monsters sound like serious business. Besides, he hasn't slept in days thanks to the nightmares, and needs some kind of an outlet. The demons are all too close to the surface... but that's entirely the point. Better he lets them out on the monsters than on the people he cares for the most.]

There is no choice. I know it's been a long while since I've engaged in battle... but I will join in the fight against this threat.

[He's off to shoot beasties... and during the fighting he'll become a beast himself. They're even less controlled than his counterpart's, so if you're encountering him mid-battle, there is a danger of him accidentally turning on you. He's trying his best to stay alone and keep away from any groups of villagers for this reason, but... well... mistakes happen. If he's encountered early on, he'll start as Galian Beast, but if it's a later time, he'll turn into progressively stronger ones, concluding the beastie invasion as Chaos.]
thenightmarebegins: (death penalty)
'Destiny of destruction.' Hmmph... Perhaps there's little sense holding concern over what may not come to pass.

I wonder all the same whether it would ever be worth returning home, even... if I had the choice.

[As Vincent tosses the book aside, the image picked up is that of the basement of the Shinra Mansion. Vincent himself can be seen standing in the middle of the room, looking worn out. He's at the Battle Dome mostly because he's in a mindset to revisit the familiar... but also to let off the last of the post-draft monster restlessness. As he's been doing most days since they'd returned. It's more difficult with the monsters' quick-healing not working, but he's managing.]

[Suddenly there's some motion off to the side- a couple of bats which Vincent shoots down quickly. The image shakes some. A much larger, more bizarre creature soon appears, and Vincent springs into action at once. He transforms in an instant, turning into the form of Galian Beast and attacking before the image finally cuts out.]

[Voice]

Jan. 3rd, 2011 03:13 am
thenightmarebegins: (listen carefully to my ominous words)
[Vincent mutters something quietly, but it can still be made out if you listen closely:]

Soul wrought of Terra corrupt... Omega's squire to the lofty heavens...

[There's a pause and he speaks normally after that..]

To be told that fate is set in stone... is something I cannot accept.

I wonder what purpose the Malnosso had in giving us these items from home...?
thenightmarebegins: (chaos rising)
...I must rest.

[A tense and weary Vincent wanders through town with his gun drawn as if he's expecting a threat to approach at any second. He's heading toward his building, but he can be bothered at any point along the way.]
thenightmarebegins: (death)
Does anyone... know what's truly lurking within that mist?

[Perhaps it's best unknown- Vincent dreads and yet needs to know the answer. Since... he's been having problems for a few days now.]

[At first, they were only in the corner of his eye and barely there. But now Vincent swears he's seeing his own inner demons everywhere he goes. As if they're lurking and watching him. Waiting. They're getting closer and more well-defined with each day that passes.]

[He's currently somewhere in town and will immediately draw his gun on anything- or anyone- that approaches him. Perhaps the effect will be spoiled since he's dressed like this, but the look in his eyes is deadly serious and more than a little bit unstable.]
thenightmarebegins: (chaos)
[Voice]
[He sounds a little growly, since Chaos is so close to the surface.]

A formidable task, to defeat these creatures. Unless... it's possible to contain them as summons once more?

[Voice; Filtered to Yuffie]

[Sigh. He actually needs to contact her. :| But stealingfinding materia is her area of expertise, so it's not as if there's a choice. Not if they want something that could assist them greatly.]

Yuffie. Be watchful for summon materia.

[Action]

[A while after that message, Vincent heads off to see what he can do... and unsurprisingly Chaos breaks through yet again. He flies around until he comes across none other than Odin charging along on his horse. Chaos swiftly descends to attack. ...hard to tell who's the summon and who's the human here, isn't it?]
thenightmarebegins: (in the woods)
[Vincent is out brooding somewhere in the forest. He's impressive at lurking but should anyone happen to be in the area, they may very well notice the tall, dark, mysterious man. A great deal is on his mind about what might happen in the battle, considering what dwells within him, waiting for release...]

[After a while, he sighs and takes out the journal to deal with the inevitable. He feels he needs to at least talk to Lucrecia at some point before he leaves. Things have felt strange between them since that day at the fountain.]


Lucrecia...?

[Voice]

Feb. 24th, 2010 11:30 pm
thenightmarebegins: (chaos rising)
This month cannot end soon enough.

[Yuffie, still want to comment and break his brain? XD He's affected so go for it!]
thenightmarebegins: (shooter)
[Vincent is dressed in the creepiest bunny outfit EVER, setting up a table of various arts and crafts somewhere in a random elementary-grade classroom in the school.]

[Except all of the crafts and paintings that he's made so far are all ...disturbing and depressing things, as if they were spawned from nightmares, and look like they were all cut by a chainsaw to make them. They were.]


The time has come... for arts and crafts.

[The statement has never sounded so ominous before.]
thenightmarebegins: (unamused)
[Vincent also received a "prize" from the festivities, and can presently be seen in his apartment just... starting at it. What IS this horrible (and now completely useless) prize? ...It's his coffin. :| Not exactly anything he wanted to be reminded of, or a time he's ever intended to return to. It's also missing the lid, so even if he wanted to angst a few decades away inside it, there would be no way.]
thenightmarebegins: (in the dark)
[Vincent wanders through the House of Personas, staring at reflections of... himself. He passes by future versions, which look exactly unchanged from one to the next. Sometimes the images aren't him exactly, but rather the four beings inside him.]

[The ones from the past are different, though. He lingers briefly at one of his Turk self. Then continues moving along, now to one where he's half-transformed- the first time it ever happened. This is where he pauses for a while, recalling the horror he experienced upon discovering the alterations.]

[voice]

Jun. 8th, 2009 05:38 am
thenightmarebegins: (in the dark)
I'm less human than before.

...Where is my weapon? Is this... a dream?

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