Welcome to Gaia! ::

Premise:

Gaia is at peace, the ebb and flow of its souls now more usual; with the beautiful Queen Garnet on the throne it seems like everything will fine.

But all is not well; far from mistrustful eyes a hidden race strives to live. The Genome’s have found ways to extent the lives of their magical benefactors but only ever for short amounts of time; these kindly former shadows are condemned to fade away unless an answer is found.

Set roughly five years after FF IX, this RP finds the 14 year old, Vivi Orunitia heading back out onto Gaia; with the help of his friends he hopes to unlock Gaia’s deepest secrets and once again parley with death.

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Player: Pilotslover
Name: Vivi Orunitia
Age: 14
Class: Black Mage
Species: Mist Mage
Appearance: Formally a rather short and portly 9 year old, Vivi hasn’t really changed all that much. Puberty has ensured that he is taller, standing at roughly Zidane’s height; he had lost a great deal of the ‘puppy fat’ he carried as a boy. He favours a High Mage Staff in place of the Mace of Zeus since the small staff was not tall enough for him to use.
Personality: Despite the passing years, Vivi has not much changed; whilst he doesn’t stammer as much any more he is still very quiet and shy. He is easily underestimated but it is probably the last thing you’d ever do.
He is a very sweet, good natured teen yet he fall foul of his fair share of ill will due to being a Black Mage. Due to the existence based worried that all his kind share; Vivi can sometimes be a little morbid and sometimes drifts into very uncomfortable silences. He is the most modest of the heroes and feel uncomfortable when drawn attention to.
History: Since the end of IX, Vivi has been very busy; he created and raises six mage children who are immune to whatever imperfection causes their older kin to expire after a year.
Just prior to Zidane’s return to Alexandria when he was eleven, Vivi was taken ill and it was feared he would stop; the Genome’s ‘saved’ him and Vivi has since lived with the worry of not knowing when he was due to stop.

First Post -

The city of Lindblum was busy, crowded before the start of the Festival of the Hunt, everyone seemed to be having a great time as the streets were filled with chatter before the beasts would be released.

Deep underground beneath them someone was no where near as cheerful!

Creeping forwards a few more steps, he made his way through this secret underground place; no one had come here in years, there would be no point but Vivi was looking for something.

Dark purple and white and the occassional dash of gold but no red and after so many years no black.

Holding his high collar up over his nose - the smell was from the nearby sewers not the long dead corpses - Vivi picked his way amongst the piles of fabric and bent down to reach into the pile.

Nothing.

No bones, no sense of what had been there.

Vivi sighed, heading out of this hidden place again; he was not intending to take part in the hunt, instead meaning to speak to Cid after it had finished.

He emerged into a bustling street, pulling his hat onto the centre of his head as he did so.

Some would call it fate that meant Vivi all but walked into her, "Oh ... sorry ..." The teenager apologised, not looking her in the eyes.

"I'm 14 ..." Vivi defended to the little guy thing. "And I was ... looking to meet up with my friends,"