DREAM A LITTLE DREAM WITH ME

[capax_infiniti]

Characters: all the characters involved in the Dream Event
Setting: various dreams, various locations
Format: any
Summary: Xehanort draws a large amount of the tower into worlds constructed from their dreams in an attempt to learn about everyone en masse
Warnings: ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING


[Tendrils of magic wound their way around, lines of energy flickered into existence, forming a large shape on the ground around where Xehanort sat with his back straight and legs tucked neatly beneath him. Perfect. It was a bigger scale than the one he'd done but a month before, already he could feel the flickers of connection, the shape getting brighter and more defined.

More participants. More mental drag. There was little to worry about. With Xigbar on guard duty, his sleeping body would be quite safe. No, it was time to dream... and see just who would follow.

Darkness shrouded his hand, keyblade flaring into life, and he gripped the handle in both hands, aiming it at the ground, at the keyhole defined by criss-crossing darkness responding, resonating...

drowsiness laced through him, the blade in his hands sagging downward until the tip touched the ground, his posture slacking, head and shoulders slumping slightly

in slumber, the dreams of others awaited

the Master was asleep.]

OOC NOTE BECAUSE I CAN'T EDIT THE POST IT'S ON ANYMORE AND NOT REDOING ALL OF THAT: Dreamers should post to their REAL WORLD thread explaining where their character is, if they made it to a bed or if they're on the floor somewhere or wherever.

If you have questions for me, put them in your base character thread!

If I missed you somehow, let me know and I'll add you to the appropriate section!

Comments

[forceless]

They can't... feel...?

[He... vaugely remembered Namine talking about that. But she seemed just fine. Roxas could've been Sora's Nobody just like Riku's dream, but... Roxas seemed pretty normal in the "feelings" department. And the whole idea of a Nobody just, didn't sit right with him.

He turned his attention to the battle for a while as he tried to think, though he wasn't really paying attention at all. And then... another Riku?]

A.. Replica? What's that? [Was it like a Nobody?]

[keybearer]

Supposedly, but for all I know, DiZ could be lying.

[He doesn't trust him one bit. He's just too shady.]

As for him...

[He peers at the Replica.]

Think of him as a clone. A delusional one, at that.

[When the dream Riku asks him who he really is, the Replica simply responds...

"I'm surprised you haven't put two and two together yet."

Donald calls him out, only for the Replica to act as if something's happened to him. That somebody, probably DiZ, has done something to his head. And when Goofy blatantly points out that the Replica thinks he is Riku, the Replica shuts his eyes and sighs.

Kairi approaches, and he mockingly calls her an 'accomplice'.

"Riku, wait," says XIII, turning towards Kairi. "Let's leave her outta this."

"Are you kidding, Sora? If she's with the Fake, then she's our enemy. We can't hold back!"

Yep, he's definitely delusional, talking as though he really is Riku.]

[forceless]

I... see....

[Well. If Ven ever met this DiZ guy, he would be having Words with him.

He continues watching the scene, once again relegated to silence a small frown taking over his face.

Delusional, yes; the Replica certainly seemed to be delusional. But that guy... legitimately believed that he was telling the truth, that everything was real, no matter what the truth was. It just left a bad taste in his mouth.]

[keybearer]

[Kairi slowly approaches 'XIII,' asking if he really is Sora. Though he nods, he slips closer to the Replica, who points his Keyblade straight at Kairi's chest.

The dream Riku won't stand for that. He raises his Keyblade, whips around, pulls Kairi outta the way and assumes a fighting stance. Donald and Goofy look to one another, raise their own weapons, and leap forward, but-- WHAM! A barrier prevents them from reaching the others.

"Sorry, Fake, but four against two just isn't fair." The Replica smirks, shoving Riku backwards. "Besides, I don't want to hurt my friends. Just you and your little lackey."

"I'm not his lackey." Kairi scowls. "I'm his friend."

"So what? The point is, you're on his side. That's all that matters to me."

The following fight probably won't help with Ven's discomfort, as both the Replica and dream!Riku fight viciously with one another, along with XIII. Kairi generally keeps her distance, offering up support for Riku and launching fire at the Replica, should he try anything fishy. And, of the two Rikus, he's definitely the most relentless in the way he hits hard, strikes fast, and even targets some of his attacks on Kairi, despite an obvious disadvantage.

Riku blocks, rolls, and slashes his foes. He launches spell after spell-- so does his double. It's definitely a close match, given their identical skills. It's made even worse when the Replica dashes forward again and again, forcing Riku to swerve between his strikes before slamming his weapon into the Replica's path.

Flames rocket through the air. The sound of metal against metal rings through the Bailey.

The real Riku sighs, watching these familiar events unfold all over again.]

Sorry you have to see all this, Ven. I know it's not uneasy.

[forceless]

[Ven was no stranger to fighting, but watching this was... not so wonderful. He wasn't necessarily uncomfortable, but he sure didn't enjoy the view.]

It's fine. It's not like that's me in there fighting.

[Even if it kind of looked like him, but it definitely wasn't. He'd just distracted himself by talking to and looking at this Riku instead.]

[keybearer]

[And the fighting just continues, even as both Rikus, XIII, and even Kairi become sluggish from fatigue. Eventually, however, Riku knocks the Replica down, and though XIII offers him a potion, he knocks it away and holds both his hands up in surrender.

"Not bad for a Fake, but don't think this is over." He points at the dream Riku. "Next time we fight, I won't hold back."

"Next time?" The dream Riku laughs dryly. "So you're a coward, huh?"

The real Riku slaps his palm over his face at that moment, while the Replica shakes his head and shrugs.

"Not a chance. If I wanted to, I could take you out right now, but where's the fun in that? It's just too soon."

XIII's eyes widen. "But didn't the Superior--"

The Replica gives his friend a dry look and places his hands on his hips. Then, with one snap of his fingers, darkness curls up from the ground, forming a corridor. Both the Replica and XIII trudge towards the portal, and the dream Riku jerks forward, rushing at the two of them. Before Riku gets too close, however, the Replica points his Keyblade straight at his chest.

"Don't even try it, or I might change my mind and finish you on the spot."

"Riku, c'mon." Kairi grasps the dream Riku's shoulder and shakes her head. "If you keep going, you'll wear yourself out."

"I think your lackey's onto something, Fake." The Replica snickers and turns towards the portal again. "Don't work yourself too hard, or you'll probably break. And I don't want things to be too easy."

With that, he and XIII wander through the corridor and vanish. The darkness collapses, leaving the dream Riku, Donald, Goofy, and Kairi alone in the Bailey.

The real Riku finally turns away, having seen enough of it all.]

That Replica... I still don't know what to think of him. You'd think that after spending months in the tower, his stupid insults wouldn't get under my skin.