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towerofanimus2012-06-20 02:27 pm
attheclocktower) wrote in towerofanimus2012-06-20 02:27 pm
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But I'm nothing more than a puppet, something someone created
Characters: Xion (attheclocktower ) and those still in the Tower
Setting: All over the tower, sans the more dangerous floors. Probably more around the dorms, libraries, lounges and floors 32 and 33, though
Summary: Xion's unintentional memorynomming goes out of control and latches onto people it's normally not supposed to.
Warnings: Not sure - will probably depend on what turns up in the memories. :|a Will edit as needed
[Wherever you are, whatever you're doing, suddenly, you'll notice having a slight headache. Just a minor, nagging thing. Maybe slightly distracting, but nothing to worry about, unless you're the sort who worries about that kind of thing. Except that headache will begin to get worse. And somewhere in that headache, you'll feel something - a memory or two. Depending on what that memory might be, you'll hear words, see images, perhaps even feel the emotions you felt back then, though it might be difficult to tell with the pain in your head mounting, quickly becoming almost unbearable.
And then just as suddenly, the headache is gone. And perhaps, so is the memory, or else it is very hazy - like the difference between being able to remember a conversation verbatim and only being able to remember vaguely what was discussed.
Probably, it will only happen once. If you're unlucky, maybe more. But no matter what happens, in all these instances, there will be one factor in common. There's a girl nearby, one in a black coat. Maybe you're passing her in the hall, or close to where she's foraging for food on the forest island floor. Perhaps she's sitting nearby in one of the lounges or libraries, reading a book. Maybe you don't notice her, or maybe you even know her, are talking to her. But whatever the case, she's there, and if you can see her, seems to be struck by the same headache you are.]
[[OOC notes: And with that, Xion's memorynomming mini-plot is up! Feel free to run into her wherever and more importantly whenever. This post runs from the middle of June to around the end, with a break near Ganon's break-in, since she'll be doing her best to participate in that. Near the end of the month she'll probably be more nervous and skittish, though, and be trying to avoid people if possible, though obviously it's not going to work.
If you want to participate it's not too late! Details are here, and feel free to IM me at gorsethewarrior or send me a plurk if you have any questions or want to work out details!
Lastly, feel free to have this be a general reaction post if you want - you can thread with each other and so on if you want to.]
attheclocktower ) and those still in the TowerSetting: All over the tower, sans the more dangerous floors. Probably more around the dorms, libraries, lounges and floors 32 and 33, though
Summary: Xion's unintentional memorynomming goes out of control and latches onto people it's normally not supposed to.
Warnings: Not sure - will probably depend on what turns up in the memories. :|a Will edit as needed
[Wherever you are, whatever you're doing, suddenly, you'll notice having a slight headache. Just a minor, nagging thing. Maybe slightly distracting, but nothing to worry about, unless you're the sort who worries about that kind of thing. Except that headache will begin to get worse. And somewhere in that headache, you'll feel something - a memory or two. Depending on what that memory might be, you'll hear words, see images, perhaps even feel the emotions you felt back then, though it might be difficult to tell with the pain in your head mounting, quickly becoming almost unbearable.
And then just as suddenly, the headache is gone. And perhaps, so is the memory, or else it is very hazy - like the difference between being able to remember a conversation verbatim and only being able to remember vaguely what was discussed.
Probably, it will only happen once. If you're unlucky, maybe more. But no matter what happens, in all these instances, there will be one factor in common. There's a girl nearby, one in a black coat. Maybe you're passing her in the hall, or close to where she's foraging for food on the forest island floor. Perhaps she's sitting nearby in one of the lounges or libraries, reading a book. Maybe you don't notice her, or maybe you even know her, are talking to her. But whatever the case, she's there, and if you can see her, seems to be struck by the same headache you are.]
[[OOC notes: And with that, Xion's memorynomming mini-plot is up! Feel free to run into her wherever and more importantly whenever. This post runs from the middle of June to around the end, with a break near Ganon's break-in, since she'll be doing her best to participate in that. Near the end of the month she'll probably be more nervous and skittish, though, and be trying to avoid people if possible, though obviously it's not going to work.
If you want to participate it's not too late! Details are here, and feel free to IM me at gorsethewarrior or send me a plurk if you have any questions or want to work out details!
Lastly, feel free to have this be a general reaction post if you want - you can thread with each other and so on if you want to.]
Floor 18
A... headache? It's odd. He doesn't get headaches. He hasn't in years. Somewhere along the line years of travelling and dimly-lit or musty locations and intense focus and concentration had given him quite a tolerance to such things. It's almost distracting, and he frowns just slightly, one hand reaching up to massage his temple.
His thoughts wander, as if directed, and it's odd enough that he lets it happen, waiting to see where they go when left to their own devices. Rather, he's surprised when he begins to remember...
He'd seen the meteorite go down into the ocean, and spent quite a bit of time attempting to locate it. Gathering reports on the sightings, he'd managed to roughly triangulate its location. The closest he could find was in the reefs along one of the uninhabited, smaller island, and so that was where he went. He was lucky, while the water was deep the reefs made it seem shallower. He was hoping perhaps it had landed on one of the reefs rather than making it all the way down to the ocean floor.
The small boat - of his own design - rocked a bit precariously in the waves. He'd anchored it so that it wouldn't travel too far while he was gone, though he wasn't planning to be gone that long anyway. If something happened and he didn't make it back up in time, then eventually the rope would decompose and the boat would drift away and perhaps someone else would find it and make use of it. Not that he planned to die, of course. If nothing else, he would simply come up empty-handed.
He began to practice his breathing, slowly taking in deeper and deeper breaths in order to ensure he had enough oxygen to last. The time would pass too quickly, he needed to be precise in his dives. He carefully lowered himself into the water, taking as big of a breath as he could, before pushing back and beginning to dive...
The first few were unsuccessful and he was starting to get concerned. Either he'd been completely wrong with this location, or it had gone further down than he was able to go. His head was starting to get light from holding his breath so many times, and his body was starting to ache, but he wasn't going to give up. Not until he found some sign of its passage, or he couldn't go on. He took another big breath, closing his eyes to keep his head from spinning, ducking back under the water and pushing himself down with powerful strokes to a section of the reef he hadn't checked out.
The fish zipped away as they sensed his approach, and he pushed on carefully, trying not to burn through the oxygen, looking around carefully. The reefs were a marvelous pearly white here, with bright pink and green anemones waving their tendrils gently in the currents while drapings of sea plants were everywhere, strange dark green with what looked like yellow buds. Sea life was fascinating, but there was little time to appreciate it. His head swung around, hair floating about him like a halo of grey. Soon he'd have to go back up, but...
There, in a corner, a marring in the surface of the coral. Something blackened and cracked, not the natural contour. He paddled over to it quickly, reaching out, fingers questing along the broken part of the coral, prodding in until he found something with a different texture... it was hard to see, but it was darker too...
He felt as though he was going to burst, his lungs screaming for air, and he pushed back up to the surface, gasping as he breached, but still smiling. He'd found what he was looking for. He fixed the location in his mind, counting the strokes it took him to get back to his boat carefully so that he wouldn't lose it. As he wearily pulled himself into the craft, curling up for the moment to rest, he couldn't help but think triumphant thoughts. "Soon.... soon I'll be able to leave..."
And then I was late as hell I'm so sorry about this orz
Even though she'd been hanging out so much with Reno and Shion lately... she needed some time to herself, and after she'd already eaten Shion's memories... she was a little bit hesitant about exposing them to that risk again too much. Sometimes she felt so lightheaded, like she was floating, and other times everything felt... over-normal. So she would try to wait out the lightheaded times in places that seemed less occupied. Like here.
Not noticing Master Xehanort in the corner, she sat at a table with a book - her hands were a little too unsteady to work on her sewing at times like this - trying to focus on the words on the pages and wait for the feeling to pass.
Only the telltale headache told her that she wasn't alone, and she winced, trying to look around for the source, before being swept up into the memory itself.
Searching. Looking. Determination and patience. She felt them as she saw the image of the water... The place was familiar, it felt like. Was it... But she'd only been to the play island, so she couldn't be sure...
She's never been swimming before, and the feeling of being underwater for so long reminds her of the dreams she'd had back home - the ones where she was drowning. At the same time, it's mixing with the triumphant feeling of the memory and the pain in her own head. She lets out a quiet whimper, dropping the book and holding her head with her hands. Everything was so mixed-up and confusing during these episodes.
No worries bb
The sound of the book hitting the floor caught his attention, and he homed in on the source of the sound. It was only Xion... if one could say only abut her. She did seem to be in a bit of distress, though he wasn't sure if he wanted to approach her. After all, she'd made her choice.