Vanitas Remnant (
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towerofanimus2012-08-28 12:05 am
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Entry tags:
first unversed.
Characters: Vanitas and YOU!
Setting: Room 1-18, then the hallways.
Format: Prose, but I can match.
Summary: Vanitas wakes up and decides to observe his new surroundings.
Warnings: Vanitas being a creeper counts, right?
[ Room 1-18 ]
Well, this was a... predicament. First, he succeeded at ripping out Sora's heart and then he was brought...here. Okay, fine, he could manage that, but one question:
Where the hell was here exactly? Also, why was he dressed in this revolting white bodysuit? That, and why did he feel like he had something around his neck? His hand moved up and he touched the collar around his neck and got up out of his bed to observe himself in the mirror.
"Tch."
Well, that was another thing he had to work with then. First, find out where he was and how he was brought here. Then, find out who collared him like a damned dog and put an end to them permanently.
Oh, was the Tower ready for his unrelenting hate? It better be.
[ Hallways ]
Once he was properly dressed with his helmet and bodysuit, as well as what was rightfully his, he decided to check out who was here and get some intel going. Information was what he liked and if he had to pretend to be the nice guy, then so be it.
So, if he noticed you and you look like someone who knows some stuff, guess who's suddenly ~*~popular~*~.
"Hey. Got a moment?"
Setting: Room 1-18, then the hallways.
Format: Prose, but I can match.
Summary: Vanitas wakes up and decides to observe his new surroundings.
Warnings: Vanitas being a creeper counts, right?
[ Room 1-18 ]
Well, this was a... predicament. First, he succeeded at ripping out Sora's heart and then he was brought...here. Okay, fine, he could manage that, but one question:
Where the hell was here exactly? Also, why was he dressed in this revolting white bodysuit? That, and why did he feel like he had something around his neck? His hand moved up and he touched the collar around his neck and got up out of his bed to observe himself in the mirror.
"Tch."
Well, that was another thing he had to work with then. First, find out where he was and how he was brought here. Then, find out who collared him like a damned dog and put an end to them permanently.
Oh, was the Tower ready for his unrelenting hate? It better be.
[ Hallways ]
Once he was properly dressed with his helmet and bodysuit, as well as what was rightfully his, he decided to check out who was here and get some intel going. Information was what he liked and if he had to pretend to be the nice guy, then so be it.
So, if he noticed you and you look like someone who knows some stuff, guess who's suddenly ~*~popular~*~.
"Hey. Got a moment?"
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Ah, sure. What is it?
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Well, I don't know too much about my surroundings, so I was wondering if you wouldn't mind helping a guy out.
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Ah, okay. Well, you're currently in a nameless tower that has no means of escape right now and it's run by administrators called Riki, Dax, Ruana, Zo and Jason, who say they 'saved us' from our worlds. Though it's still unknown what's actually happened to our worlds.
Also, monsters tend to roam around the tower, mainly at night, and the people who run this place like to conduct experiments on us, which are usually kinda deadly.
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Sure, he might be on the way down to the library to return a book he'd borrowed. Even if he was still reading it.
... okay, so maybe he at least looked like he knew where he was going. But what are the odds?
The white is new (he thinks). But all of that Darkness in one place is hard to forget.
... Better be careful.] Possibly.
[Maybe he'll be lucky, and the kid won't remember what he sounds like.]
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So, he'll take his place up against the wall with his arms crossed over his chest as he observes Terra up and down. ]
What, was being Xehanort's vessel not enough for you?
[ Oh, yeah. He remembers that moment clearly. ]
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[Sora's not in a giving mood. Luckily, he doesn't know too much about Vanitae.
He's sitting in the cafeteria, frowning as he plays with his Shadow that's sitting in his lap.]
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Maybe.
It just makes him all the more interesting. ]
Oh, if you're gonna be like that, then I won't bother.
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Hallways - Also if this isn't okay lemme know and I'll fix it
But there was no mistaking that voice.
There's a brief second where she freezes, every muscle tense, then she whips around, jumping back to put as much distance between her and the one behind her as possible, drawing her Keyblade in a flash of light and holding it in a defensive stance, trying to keep herself steady and not be rattled that he's back. Again.
She pauses briefly once she sees him, a little confused - the colors are different, and the helmet is new. But the voice is the same, and she... isn't ready to let her guard down yet.]
What do you want?
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So, he'll stop and turn his head so that she knows he's at least acknowledged her. Though, at the moment, he's as calm as one can be - which isn't that far for him. ]
Tsk, tsk - already pointing a Keyblade at me? Don't you have any respect for those who might be unarmed?
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Oh, yeah, sure. What is it?
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Got anything useful on this place?
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Again? You really must decide whether you're coming or going.
What has transpired this time, if anything?
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Though, what's even more peculiar is how he chooses his words: ]
What, is the biggest change not noticeable enough?
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Narrowing his eyes and clenching his fists, he whips around and... stares. After all, the white getup is new. Still, he can't let his guard down. Not when he doesn't know what to expect.]
What do you want?
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Do you suspect everyone at first glance?
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Sure, I guess. You new here?
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Not the talkative type?
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Hallways
Yeah, it would kind of be an understatement to say that Ven was sick and tired of seeing Vanitas around here, and now so more than ever. It hadn't taken him that long to realize that the other was here, and even when he had, he definitely had more important things to do. So his tone and face was very much one of impatience and annoyance.
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But, he did notice that Ven was capable of fighting back. Good. Otherwise, he'd go after his friends with no regrets.
"Look around you. Do you think you can run away for long?"
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Well, he was always a popular guy. So much so that no one suspected him of being a killer until it was too late. Oops.]
Perhaps.... who's asking?
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Just that guy in the corner. [ That's said in the most sarcastic tone possible. ]
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So excuse him when he seems perhaps a bit terse at answering Vanitas summons.]
Yes, what is it?
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I just wanted some information about this place. Guess this place wears someone down.