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towerofanimus2012-09-17 05:34 pm
derping) wrote in towerofanimus2012-09-17 05:34 pm
Entry tags:
hey, are you listening, what is the sound-
Characters: Sora (in Vanitas' body), AU!Vanitas, AU!Terra, and OPEN.
Setting: Dorm floors and Floor 25
Format: Starting with action, but I will follow your lead!
Summary: Sora awakens in Vanitas' body, and has a tough time dealing with all that it entails.
Warnings: Darkness issues; otherwise, nothing too serious. Will update if that changes.
Notes: Comments may come fromforgingoblivon.
From Room 1-06 to the 4th Dorm Floor - Locked to AU!Vanitas
[There were many things wrong when Sora woke up that morning. There was a long list of details that were out of place and all too easy to notice. He wasn't in his bed, for one, and he wasn't in his room, either. A quick look at his hands would reveal that they were covered, along with the rest of him, in the black and red material of an all-too-familiar (but certainly not his) outfit. His limbs were a little too long and, though his body was similar, a lot of the details felt a bit off, as if - and there was no way he could phrase it this way to himself - he just hadn't grown into them yet.
None of these, however, were what he noticed when he first opened his eyes.
Instead, he woke up feeling...sick. That wasn't exactly the right word, though. It was an overwhelming sort of wrongness, as if something important was missing and nothing but a void had appeared to take it's place. He kept reaching for it, but "it", whatever it was, stayed too far away to feel. His thoughts, his feelings, his heart, they all felt...wrong.
So he sat upright in bed, one look at his outfit enough to confirm what he had already begun to fear. It had happened again. He looked like Vanitas. Only this time it felt a whole lot worse, somehow.
What had happened? What was going on? He didn't know what to do. It dawned on him that he was scared. Panicking a little, even. He had to do something, anything.
So he ran. Out of the room, down the hallway, to the stairs, wanting to keep going until he can't anymore but realizing that no, he can't, because that's a bad idea for a lot of reasons and he knows it. So he forces himself to stop, stepping out into the hallway of the fourth dorm floor and trying to focus, to make his mind calm down. But it doesn't. His thoughts are a whirl of fear and negativity and a sense of being lost. No matter what, calm - the sort of calm he's used to, at least - is beyond him.]
After the conversation with AU!Vanitas - locked to Terra.
[That hadn't helped. At all.
The passage of time was only making him feel worse, and he didn't know what else to do. It wasn't as simple as just being worried; it was feeling awful, and feeling as if there was no other he could feel. The only thing that he had figured out for sure was that he couldn't figure this out alone. He needed one of his friends.
So that's how he ended up at the door of Riku's door, knocking as hard as he can (except this body he a lot stronger, he's realizing, so he should maybe be more careful) and sounding just as panicked as he feels when he speaks.]
Riku, are you there? I need to talk to you!
Meadow (Floor 25), open to all!
[Even if his own body and heart didn't feel familiar, at least he had spent enough time here - among friends, especially - that the place did. It was still impossible to describe what was going through his head. Sora wanted to calm down, to cheer himself up with the thought that this wasn't just happening to him, that there would be a way to fix this soon. But, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make himself feel that way.
Right now, being angry was a lot easier. A relief, even, because it felt more natural. He was angry at the tower, at Jason, who probably caused this. He was at Vanitas for...well, for a lot of reasons, but right now mostly because he was an easy, obvious target. But he tried not to indulge this anger too much, either. There was no telling what would happen if he let his emotions spiral out of control right now, but he didn't feel like it could lead anywhere good.
He had placed Vanitas' mask nearby, and every now and then he reaches over, wanting to put it on out of...habit? That's what it felt like, but it definitely wasn't his habit. Otherwise, he's mostly just staring out into empty space, trying to figure out what to do with himself.]
Setting: Dorm floors and Floor 25
Format: Starting with action, but I will follow your lead!
Summary: Sora awakens in Vanitas' body, and has a tough time dealing with all that it entails.
Warnings: Darkness issues; otherwise, nothing too serious. Will update if that changes.
Notes: Comments may come from
forgingoblivon.From Room 1-06 to the 4th Dorm Floor - Locked to AU!Vanitas
[There were many things wrong when Sora woke up that morning. There was a long list of details that were out of place and all too easy to notice. He wasn't in his bed, for one, and he wasn't in his room, either. A quick look at his hands would reveal that they were covered, along with the rest of him, in the black and red material of an all-too-familiar (but certainly not his) outfit. His limbs were a little too long and, though his body was similar, a lot of the details felt a bit off, as if - and there was no way he could phrase it this way to himself - he just hadn't grown into them yet.
None of these, however, were what he noticed when he first opened his eyes.
Instead, he woke up feeling...sick. That wasn't exactly the right word, though. It was an overwhelming sort of wrongness, as if something important was missing and nothing but a void had appeared to take it's place. He kept reaching for it, but "it", whatever it was, stayed too far away to feel. His thoughts, his feelings, his heart, they all felt...wrong.
So he sat upright in bed, one look at his outfit enough to confirm what he had already begun to fear. It had happened again. He looked like Vanitas. Only this time it felt a whole lot worse, somehow.
What had happened? What was going on? He didn't know what to do. It dawned on him that he was scared. Panicking a little, even. He had to do something, anything.
So he ran. Out of the room, down the hallway, to the stairs, wanting to keep going until he can't anymore but realizing that no, he can't, because that's a bad idea for a lot of reasons and he knows it. So he forces himself to stop, stepping out into the hallway of the fourth dorm floor and trying to focus, to make his mind calm down. But it doesn't. His thoughts are a whirl of fear and negativity and a sense of being lost. No matter what, calm - the sort of calm he's used to, at least - is beyond him.]
After the conversation with AU!Vanitas - locked to Terra.
[That hadn't helped. At all.
The passage of time was only making him feel worse, and he didn't know what else to do. It wasn't as simple as just being worried; it was feeling awful, and feeling as if there was no other he could feel. The only thing that he had figured out for sure was that he couldn't figure this out alone. He needed one of his friends.
So that's how he ended up at the door of Riku's door, knocking as hard as he can (except this body he a lot stronger, he's realizing, so he should maybe be more careful) and sounding just as panicked as he feels when he speaks.]
Riku, are you there? I need to talk to you!
Meadow (Floor 25), open to all!
[Even if his own body and heart didn't feel familiar, at least he had spent enough time here - among friends, especially - that the place did. It was still impossible to describe what was going through his head. Sora wanted to calm down, to cheer himself up with the thought that this wasn't just happening to him, that there would be a way to fix this soon. But, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make himself feel that way.
Right now, being angry was a lot easier. A relief, even, because it felt more natural. He was angry at the tower, at Jason, who probably caused this. He was at Vanitas for...well, for a lot of reasons, but right now mostly because he was an easy, obvious target. But he tried not to indulge this anger too much, either. There was no telling what would happen if he let his emotions spiral out of control right now, but he didn't feel like it could lead anywhere good.
He had placed Vanitas' mask nearby, and every now and then he reaches over, wanting to put it on out of...habit? That's what it felt like, but it definitely wasn't his habit. Otherwise, he's mostly just staring out into empty space, trying to figure out what to do with himself.]
Riku's Room | 1/2
The voice sends a shiver up his spine, but... why would Vanitas ask for Riku while sounding like a scared kid? It didn't make sense.
Unless this was a friend of Riku's that ended up in Vanitas's body. In which case... this was going to be very, very confusing.
Well. Opening the door-- don't mind the wary look on his face. All of that negativity in Vanitas's heart puts him on edge.] Can I--
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[Light above, why did he have to look like Sora? And sound like Sora-- ... wait.
Sound like Sora. Who is Riku's best friend. Calm down, Terra. It doesn't hurt to ask, especially given whose face he's wearing.] ... Sora?
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Still, a lot of what Terra said - especially the "Riku's not here" part - went right over his head for the time being, since he's too distracted to process everything perfectly. But he nods when he hears his name, releaved that Riku figured it out.]
Yeah. Something's...wrong.
[To put it lightly.]
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Only slightly.
He had to bite his tongue to keep himself from using what he's sure would've been an inappropriate quip, given Sora's current mood.
It takes him almost a full minute to compose himself; he closes his eyes, hangs his head slightly and takes a deep breath, trying to keep in mind that this is Sora and not Vanitas.] That's an understatement.
[Right. Professional. Straight to the point. He can do this. Keep it together, Terra, you have a scared Sora that needs answers.] You're not the only one affected by this. A lot of people have woken up in a body that doesn't belong to them; not surprising, given who's in charge this month. I'm just waiting for the other shoe to drop.
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But still, listening makes him feel a little bit better, if only because of who (or, at least, who he thinks) is saying it.]
So...it's happening to a lot of people right now?
[Maybe he should have figured out that much on his own, after running into the other Riku who...wasn't really the other Riku. But in the state he's in right now, having it spelled out is helpful.]
I guess no one knows how to fix it yet, huh?
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They fall back, and he looks irritated for half a second. This... wasn't going to work.
Well. Going to just lean against the door frame, cross his arms, and shake his head.] Not yet; people are still trying to figure out what's going on. It might take a couple of days to figure out how to get back to normal.
['Maybe Jason left behind some kind of trace. Anything to give us a clue about how he did this...' He'll have to make his way up to a lab or see if anyone has built a working bio-chemical scanner.]
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[It wasn't the first time he had been stuck looking like Vanitas, though it was something he had hoped he would never have to relive. But the way he looked right now was less of a problem than how he felt. How he couldn't feel, too.
He wasn't sure how to deal with this for another minute, much less another few days.]
But I don't just look like him. Everything feels...really off. I don't know what's going on.
[Unfortunately, he doesn't know how else to describe it - he doesn't know much about what Darkness and Light even are, much less how to tell them apart.]
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But he sure sees the appeal of punching Jason in the face now.]
[Oh... oh, Sora. His eyes widen slightly as he inhales sharply from surprise at hearing that. The shock turns to an odd look; hesitation and sadness, and... something else. Sympathy? He... isn't sure how to explain this, either. But in the end, he decides to stick with what he's been doing; just tell the truth as he knows it.
There's some guilt entering that expression now, too.] ... It's probably his heart doing it. I doubt you're used to handling so much darkness; even a little bit can throw you off if you're not careful. Dealing with a heart that's nothing but darkness...
[... now he really wants to fix this.]
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[Darkness. Calling it that seemed to explain things a bit, even though he had nothing even close to a full understanding.]
I had no idea.
[About Vanitas' heart, about what darkness felt like, about...a lot of things. That meant that what was missing, right now, must be light. Maybe that's what makes him feel the way he usually does, and not like this, as if every thought or emotion is the start of a chaotic downward spiral.]
Where did you find that out about his heart, anyway, Riku?
[...by the way, guess who never quite figured out that you aren't his best bro?]
1/?
2/?
3/3
[Did... he really sound like Riku when he talked? Was this a thing he should keep in mind?]
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[Why yes, Sora. He did just say that, didn't he?
...his expression right now can only be described as some sort of shocked and sad kicked-puppy stare.
Didn't think Vanitas could make a face like that? WELL HE CAN NOW. Excuse Sora while he just kind of. Slumps.]
I...didn't even notice.
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... not the Sad/Kicked Puppy stare. He hates it; Ven's a master of it, but this rendition isn't any less powerful. Somehow.] I'm sorry; I wasn't trying to trick you.
[A pause, and a head-tilt.] ... do we really sound that much alike?
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Nah, don't be sorry. I'm the one who wasn't paying attention.
[But did they really sound all that alike? Maybe, but that couldn't be the only reason why he didn't even think about whether or not this was happening to Riku, too. Even Sora would admit - to himself, at least - that he could be a little slow every now and then, but this...there was more to it than that. He was having so much trouble calming down and thinking right now that he was going on autopilot, and there was no way that could be a good thing.
...they did sound the same, though.]
I really couldn't tell, though!
[But considering his state of mind right now, take that with a grain of salt.]
gods why does everyone pick where his shadow appeared- meadow.
that was when he recognized the suit, but instead of the white lines it was...red? What even?
Yeah, he's going to be wary of this and possibly keep a hand close to where he kept a certain pistol on him... just in case.
What the hell?]
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But this wasn't someone he recognized. Or...maybe it was someone he should have recognized, but he couldn't tell. So Sora just stares, finding that a lot of his comfort with (or, to be honest, his desire to) approaching strangers is lacking.
He stands up, absentmindly picking up the mask when he does, and tries to tell himself that he should at least say something.]
...Hello?
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...Sora? Is that-?
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[...Pretty much what is going on in his head right now.]
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[Okay, so it WAS someone who knew him. Honestly, he was glad to have some company, even if his new darkness-filled heart was trying to tell him he shouldn't be. The more help he got, the better.
Now the only problem was figuring out who this was. Which was easy enough to do the old fashioned way.]
But I...don't recognize you. I mean, I can't tell who you really are.
[If there was any doubt left that this was Sora, that derpy confused look he has right now should help in easing it.]
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...It's Yu Narukami.
[He sighs, and if the way he's holding himself is any indication.... he's being honest? Because yeah, forget staying in character around a friend. This was ridiculous.]
there are no appropriate icons for smiling Vanitas, okay
[Though Sora doesn't light up the way he usually would, he definitely gets excited...or, close to it, anyway. This is a friend he's happy to see right now.]
Boy, am I glad to see you!
[He tries to sound as enthusiastic as usual and...fails a bit. But he really is happy, okay?]
It's been a long day.
it's okay I had to glitch mine--
I can tell. [His gaze softens slightly.] How are you holding up?
Re: it's okay I had to glitch mine--
[It's hard to keep the traits of his 'twin' in check, and that has nothing to do with the memory bleed. With nothing but darkness in his heart, it's an uphill battle to make himself act normal when even feeling the way he usually does is impossible.
It would be a lot easier to hate Yu right now than to think of him as a friend. But he won't let himself do that. Not if he can help it.]
Let's just say I'm not really feeling like myself.
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I know what you mean. It's hard to feel like yourself in a body that isn't yours.
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... until he sees an all-too familiar face there. He stops, not certain if he should be concerned - if it's really Vanitas, or if it's someone in Vanitas' body...]
... who...
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Was this really Aqua? Or somebody else?
He doesn't stand, but he tenses, finding it easier to be suspicious right now than cautiously optimistic.]
...Aqua?
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One could ask the same... although it's quite plain that you're not Vanitas.
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So...I guess you're not really Aqua, then, are you?
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[He would like to talk to Aqua, if she's back, but that should probably wait until this whole mess is over with.]
I'm Sora, by the way. Are you someone I know?
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[He knows both of the Soras, but which one this is will definitely colour the future of this conversation.]
dat meadow
Which is why when he sees Vanitas in the Meadow, his anger and defensive response was much... less than it usually was. Still there! But enough to give Ven room to think that hey-- it might not be Vanitas. And whoever was stuck in Vanitas' body.... was, unfortunate.
It's half out of a sense of duty and responsibility that still remains that he steps onto the floor, though it's with extreme caution, and he remains a good amount of feet away from the other.]
Are you Vanitas...? Or someone else?
[At least, the real Vanitas would be too full of himself to pretend to be someone else.]
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Ventus.
That's what he was sensing, but he didn't know how he knew that. It wasn't long after he figured out what was going on that Sora heard him, and tried to figure out what to say. For that matter, who was this? Those were Roxas' clothes, but he couldn't be sure.
Considering who he looked like right now, though, it might be more important to explain himself first. He shakes his head.]
I'm not Vanitas. I'm Sora.
ahahaha okay let's do this shit
[Understand. What it means when he can walk over to himself, sit down in front of the other, all fumbling motions and crossed legs and he's so small again.]
[He's not angry. He's not scared or worried or-- perhaps a tad worried. But the fact that a slight sensation of anxiety is all that's there keeps a crease in his brow, Sora's expression far older than anything that's appeared on his face before. It takes one look at his own expression to understand what he's feeling, but his answer to Sora's troubles probably isn't helpful at all.]
You'll get used to it.
aw yeah
All of his efforts to calm himself down amount to nothing when he sees his own body sitting down across from him, knowing full well who's in there right now, and he can sense what he knows is his own heart and he wants it back and he wants to-
To not finish that sentence, for one. For another...]
I don't think I want to.
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It's worth a shot, at any rate.]
Are you-- you're not... Vanitas, right?
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Riku?
[Was it? He hoped so! But it takes Sora a few seconds to remember that he had a question to answer.]
I mean...nah, I'm not Vanitas.
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[Sigh. At least he caught on-- that's always a plus.]
Is that you, Sora?
[It's just a guess. Please, please be true.]
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pun definitely intended.] Yeah. I guess being stuck like this once wasn't enough.[But at least he wasn't the only one dealing with this. Maybe, between himself and Riku, they could figure out how to handle everything that was going on.]
Kind of crazy that we both ended up stuck like this, huh?
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[Guh. At least Sora can relate, though. Between the two fo them, they can sort things out. Hopefully.]
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So, perhaps it's a chance that Sora will run into "Riku" as he raises his hand and waves at the kid in front of him. ]
What's with the long look, huh? Found out someone drowned your goldfish?
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What in the world was wrong with him, anyway? He was scared and confused and it felt like he COULDN'T be anything else. Except maybe upset. But there was no way that was possible, right?
He was just overreacting. He had to stop, figure out a way to fix things, but...
That's when he hears a familiar voice, and tears his eyes away from that spot on the wall.]
...Riku?