-- SEPHIROTH --
This is my roleplay blog for Sephiroth, the villain from Final Fantasy VII.
-- ROLEPLAY WITH ME? --
I am Aisha, a slow and picky roleplayer. 23 and a lot like my muse only silly. Sporadically online. Focusing on university work. Real life has priority. Friendly, flirty, insulting, happy.
OC-unfriendly, only FFVII universe
I trag the TAG: #rpsephiroth
This morning I asked the boss, ‘how far is too far to travel for a booty call’ and I don’t think he understood the question.
'Cause the next time I opened the Internet to look up something for a client, the tab was open to 'booty call' on urban dictionary.
Luckily the client was too preoccupied with her dog to notice. I think…
I think it’s too far when…
-you arrive and find out you don’t get/want the booty but instead are stuck with them.
It’s not too far when…
-you’re still able to have a good time when faced with disappointment in/by that person.
That’d be my answer.
something I hope to revisit when I have time!
The angel by *heise on deviantART on We Heart It - http://weheartit.com/entry/10430932
genesis writes self-insert fanfiction about loveless
pass it on
pass it on
There are always flowers for those who want to see them.
When the moon found the sun
He looked like he was barely hanging on
But his eyes saved his life
In the middle of summer
When the moon fell in love with the sun, the sky turned golden and blue. Wake at dawn and sleep at dusk, rejoice under the colours that are a tribute of their love.
Use a number generator. Sephiroth Hojo. (yushignoremenow)
(I KNOW EXACTLY WHO THIS IS and no I will not ignore any mention of these two, because I’ve got all these images in my head and it’s YOUR FAULT)
I can’t reply right now but aaaaaah
FINAL FANTASY by ANDREASS FIORES
Algunas de las ilustraciones que hice para un reto de 30 días dibujando, estás en especial son de Final Fantasy pero hice muchos guiños a diferentes videojuegos (Silent hill, Portal, etc…). Si quereis verlos dadle al enlace! » www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.354990434652936.1073741846.188772944608020&type=3
OMG I LOVE THESE.
These look amazing - the chocobots are so intimidating, and then I see Sephiroth - who is much scarier.
Permission to leave bruises and bitemarks made that person even sexier
No further comments.
REDIAL - Roleplay with BloodiedRequiem
The silver-haired man picked up his phone, stared at it, and skipped through the menu. He pressed REDIAL LAST CALL. “Hello?”
"…hello? I am on the way to a meeting. This better be good," Rufus groaned on the other line.
"Sorry," he said, instantly growing worried and hasty. "…Could you tell me my name? I don’t know who I am."
Rufus paused mid-step, looking at the phone. He contemplated just hanging up and considering it a prank call, but he knew the caller was not one to do such things. “Sephiroth…where are you?”
"I don’t know where I am." He glanced around. "I don’t know where I should go from here."
"Describe your surroundings," Rufus ordered as he turned around, heading back to his office. He had tracking software on his computer. "Just stay on the line with me, and describe where you are."
"Big trees, big plants. Suburbs of a city with red roofs. I… think I walked here? Or crawled here. I’m with my back against a rock wall and-" for a moment his voice got back to normal: "…in need of immediate medical assistance, sir."
He furrowed his brow as the other spoke. Mideel? Is that where he was. But then he heard a switch as he entered his office and spoke quickly.
"Sephiroth," Rufus said calmly, "report location, if you can." He hoped whatever was happening, the switch would last long enough. "I will get you assistance soon. Stay on the line."
"Wutai. Hostile territory. Moonblight bridge. Damage at 60%, achilles heels and wrists cut, severe damage to ligaments, severe damage to thigh muscle tendons - medical intervention necessary. Send Professor Hojo. Please send Hojo. Please, I don’t know where I am."
"Confirmed," Rufus said, hooking up his phone to his computer. Rufus cursed softly before contacting Hojo as he kept speaking. He knew the man would listen in, but what other choice did he have right now?"Stay on the line. I am tracking your location now. Are you bound? Do you think you have been captured?" /His injuries….he won’t be able to protect himself for much longer…if at all/
"No - not bound anymore. I don’t know. I don’t remember."
"Don’t remember /what/?" Hojo’s snide voice cut through.
"He does not seem to remember much. Possible head trauma," Rufus said, speaking over the scientist, "however, he recognized his name when addressed. I am sending you his cooridnates. You will have to request aid, Professor, since the current President has me on lockdown, and thus cannot command." The last words fell like venom from his mouth.
Sephiroth’s hand was heavy and the phone sagged to his shoulder. He listened absent-mindedly, but none of the words processed. “I’m going to fall asleep now?”
"Don’t!" Rufus almost yelled, but he managed to contain himself. There was nothing he could do, not from his office, and the likelihood of him being able to sneak into Wutai was dismal. He could only hope. "Stay on the line a bit longer. Help will be there, just keep talking."
Sephiroth moved his head, and rolled it against the rock. His hair crunched against the rock. The other man’s voice had alarmed him just enough. He picked up the phone again. “Talk about what?” he asked softly. “What’s there to talk about? Who are you?”
"…." he felt his heart stop slightly. Sephiroth did not remember him. Pain pushed into him, but he managed to keep himself stoic. Hojo was listening, he told himself. "I am one of your superiors. Rufus Shinra. Vice President."
Your lover….I guess, if you could even call us that…
He found himself shaking his head even though no one could see it. “We’re….friends.”
Sephiroth didn’t reply to that, apart from a soft sigh. He supposed he was grateful, but was so tired, too tired to express it. The world sagged away.
"You boy-" he heard, and he opened his eyes to see Hojo kneel at his side. He felt a cold hand over his forehead and run through his hair. He scowled… -and surrendered.
Next time he woke up, he was in a primitive hospital made of tents. Another time, he was carried into the airship’s sickbay. Eventually he was brought into Shin-Ra’s private hospital, under the strictest security, asleep, with Hojo by his bedside day and night.