Post by Konaa on Jun 16, 2008 20:04:09 GMT -5
Username: Konaa
Current canons: Zexion
Canon you're auditioning for: Seifer
Media canon is from: Final Fantasy VIII/Kingdom Hearts II
Is the current canon taken?: No
Audition post (400 words):
The stone hit the ground with a crack, bouncing off the pavement and into the wall, and with another crack it was off again, finally clattering to a halt on the ground.
Tch, three bounces? Glad no one saw that...
Lounging on top of the wall, his feet dangling below towards the bottom of the ramp, Seifer clearly had nothing to do at the moment. Not a whole lot of work for the Disciplinary Committee when everyone who'd cause trouble was scared to death of him. He was starting to regret he'd ordered Fuu and Rai to do something without him for once. Though he'd never admit it those two meant a lot to him.
Boredom wasn't exactly a familiar concept to the blond. As sleepy as this town was, if there were no nameless punks causing trouble, that idiot Hayner would stir up plenty of excuses for Seifer to pound his face into the pavement. Today was a rare event.
The prideful teen glared at the wall for some time, as if it was the cause of his boredom, somehow. He was surprised that having nothing to do bothered him this much. It wasn't until he slowed down that he realized how fast he was going through his life. Perhaps it wouldn't be so bad if it hadn't been like this ever since that Sora kid had shown up and saved him.
Saved him...Seifer clenched his fist at the mere thought of it. How could he have been so careless as to require someone to save him and his friends? That weakness stung him more then anything. While he was grateful to the kid, he couldn't help but hold a grudge for bringing this state of mind onto him.
A rare sigh broke through his lips. Was it possible that he was blowing things out of proportion? People often told him he took himself too seriously...Why, again, did Sora's helping hand bother him so much? That wasn't a question he was going to answer easily, but some thinking would definitely help...
However, at that moment, he found a distraction. Out of the corner of his eye, a few boys, a couple of years younger then him by the looks of it, were gathering around a building...with spraycans in hand. Graffiti "artists", no doubt. Just when things were getting boring, too...Duty called. Seifer stood promptly and began striding over to where the kids were.
They were somewhat ignorant to his advance, at least until he was five paces away and announced his presence the only way he knew how-harshly and loudly.
"I wasn't aware an art class was opening up. However, I'd recommended finding another sketch board unless you want a lesson in pain..."
They jumped, quite frankly, like children caught in the act. All of them turned at once, eyes fearful as they realized just who had caught them. Not anyone would let them off with just a lecture, oh no. They'd been caught by Seifer Almasy.
"Now listen here. You lamers have ten seconds to move it out of my sight before I start dishing out justice."
At that, the closest one's eyebrows raised. "Lamers? What kind of dumb insult is-gark!" His snarky comment was cut off by Seifer's fist making contact with his nose. He fell to the ground, groaning in pain. His friends were frozen in their spots.
"...nine...ten!" And with that, he threw himself at them.
Hey, he needed a way to burn off some aggression, and they were there.
Current canons: Zexion
Canon you're auditioning for: Seifer
Media canon is from: Final Fantasy VIII/Kingdom Hearts II
Is the current canon taken?: No
Audition post (400 words):
The stone hit the ground with a crack, bouncing off the pavement and into the wall, and with another crack it was off again, finally clattering to a halt on the ground.
Tch, three bounces? Glad no one saw that...
Lounging on top of the wall, his feet dangling below towards the bottom of the ramp, Seifer clearly had nothing to do at the moment. Not a whole lot of work for the Disciplinary Committee when everyone who'd cause trouble was scared to death of him. He was starting to regret he'd ordered Fuu and Rai to do something without him for once. Though he'd never admit it those two meant a lot to him.
Boredom wasn't exactly a familiar concept to the blond. As sleepy as this town was, if there were no nameless punks causing trouble, that idiot Hayner would stir up plenty of excuses for Seifer to pound his face into the pavement. Today was a rare event.
The prideful teen glared at the wall for some time, as if it was the cause of his boredom, somehow. He was surprised that having nothing to do bothered him this much. It wasn't until he slowed down that he realized how fast he was going through his life. Perhaps it wouldn't be so bad if it hadn't been like this ever since that Sora kid had shown up and saved him.
Saved him...Seifer clenched his fist at the mere thought of it. How could he have been so careless as to require someone to save him and his friends? That weakness stung him more then anything. While he was grateful to the kid, he couldn't help but hold a grudge for bringing this state of mind onto him.
A rare sigh broke through his lips. Was it possible that he was blowing things out of proportion? People often told him he took himself too seriously...Why, again, did Sora's helping hand bother him so much? That wasn't a question he was going to answer easily, but some thinking would definitely help...
However, at that moment, he found a distraction. Out of the corner of his eye, a few boys, a couple of years younger then him by the looks of it, were gathering around a building...with spraycans in hand. Graffiti "artists", no doubt. Just when things were getting boring, too...Duty called. Seifer stood promptly and began striding over to where the kids were.
They were somewhat ignorant to his advance, at least until he was five paces away and announced his presence the only way he knew how-harshly and loudly.
"I wasn't aware an art class was opening up. However, I'd recommended finding another sketch board unless you want a lesson in pain..."
They jumped, quite frankly, like children caught in the act. All of them turned at once, eyes fearful as they realized just who had caught them. Not anyone would let them off with just a lecture, oh no. They'd been caught by Seifer Almasy.
"Now listen here. You lamers have ten seconds to move it out of my sight before I start dishing out justice."
At that, the closest one's eyebrows raised. "Lamers? What kind of dumb insult is-gark!" His snarky comment was cut off by Seifer's fist making contact with his nose. He fell to the ground, groaning in pain. His friends were frozen in their spots.
"...nine...ten!" And with that, he threw himself at them.
Hey, he needed a way to burn off some aggression, and they were there.
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I did post in shades of grey if anyone even remembers that lmao