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towerofanimus2011-11-15 05:53 am
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This Ven should come with a handle gently sign.
Characters: AU!Ventus, his roommates and then YOU!
Setting: Starting in room 1-12 then out in the hallway after he meets a roommate or two. Just let me know what option you take please.
Format: Para, but I'll follow you
Summary: AU!Ventus intro!
Warnings: Possible mentions of abuse due to the nature of the AU
For some, thirty seconds of sleep paralysis might not be a big deal, but for Ventus, it felt like an eternity and given that this bright - too bright if you asked the teen - room was not the one he remembered falling unconscious in.. It left him in no small state of panic and fear. As soon as he could, he was up in a crouched position on the bed, eyes darting around the room while Wayward Wind appeared in his hand. When nothing attacked him after a good minute, he lowered the keyblade and shot the room glances before he spied two letters.
After giving them a once over, he sunk more into himself, curling up on the bed. That's when he noticed what he was wearing and the (second) collar. Metal, he thought, running his hand over it, or something like metal. Instinctively, his hand sought for the Unversed King's one and his heart sunk. It was still on. Of course it was - only Vanitas could remove it as far as he knew. Oh well. It wasn't really seen as the other one hid it well enough from what he could tell. The white threw him a little too, thought at least it was full body. No one needed to see his scars,
"Why.." This had to be a dream - something to escape his harsh realities of being, more or less, a punching bag for the Unversed King. Or it was some sort of test to see what he would do in a completely new environment. But he didn't know what he wanted to do. Even if it wasn't a test or some cracked out dream, the other beds suggested that other people also shared this room, and the last thing he wanted was to make any one angry.
Which only had him curling up more because as far as he knew now, attention often brought some sort pain. "Sorry..."
---
Now that he was dressed in his seen-better-days clothes, Ventus was feeling a little braver. Well, sort of. He was walking the hall way, but he kept the room in sight and was careful to keep an eye out for anyone and not making eye contact at all. Though anyone with half a brain could tell that the blond was scared and ready to dart back into his room at even the slightest sign of danger. And given the state of the clothing.. It wasn't that hard to figure that something bad must have happened before he was pulled into the Tower.
Feel free to approach him though, he doesn't bite. Actually, he'd be more of a doormat than anything.
Setting: Starting in room 1-12 then out in the hallway after he meets a roommate or two. Just let me know what option you take please.
Format: Para, but I'll follow you
Summary: AU!Ventus intro!
Warnings: Possible mentions of abuse due to the nature of the AU
For some, thirty seconds of sleep paralysis might not be a big deal, but for Ventus, it felt like an eternity and given that this bright - too bright if you asked the teen - room was not the one he remembered falling unconscious in.. It left him in no small state of panic and fear. As soon as he could, he was up in a crouched position on the bed, eyes darting around the room while Wayward Wind appeared in his hand. When nothing attacked him after a good minute, he lowered the keyblade and shot the room glances before he spied two letters.
After giving them a once over, he sunk more into himself, curling up on the bed. That's when he noticed what he was wearing and the (second) collar. Metal, he thought, running his hand over it, or something like metal. Instinctively, his hand sought for the Unversed King's one and his heart sunk. It was still on. Of course it was - only Vanitas could remove it as far as he knew. Oh well. It wasn't really seen as the other one hid it well enough from what he could tell. The white threw him a little too, thought at least it was full body. No one needed to see his scars,
"Why.." This had to be a dream - something to escape his harsh realities of being, more or less, a punching bag for the Unversed King. Or it was some sort of test to see what he would do in a completely new environment. But he didn't know what he wanted to do. Even if it wasn't a test or some cracked out dream, the other beds suggested that other people also shared this room, and the last thing he wanted was to make any one angry.
Which only had him curling up more because as far as he knew now, attention often brought some sort pain. "Sorry..."
---
Now that he was dressed in his seen-better-days clothes, Ventus was feeling a little braver. Well, sort of. He was walking the hall way, but he kept the room in sight and was careful to keep an eye out for anyone and not making eye contact at all. Though anyone with half a brain could tell that the blond was scared and ready to dart back into his room at even the slightest sign of danger. And given the state of the clothing.. It wasn't that hard to figure that something bad must have happened before he was pulled into the Tower.
Feel free to approach him though, he doesn't bite. Actually, he'd be more of a doormat than anything.
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Then he bit his lip, this was worse than he thought! It was like what had happened to Napeta, when she disapeared and came back and couldn't remember anything. The bad people must have stolen his memories.
"I'm Romeo mister Ventus, I think the bad people, they are the ones that kidnapped us and brought us here, must have took away your memories..." Wait, he didn't want to worry him, he seemed really nervous, the bad people must have been really cruel!
"Don't worry though! I'll look after you! Maybe we can find a way to get them back!"
sorry this is taking forever. I'm not getting notifs :(
"N-No. W-why are you.. I-don't know you. Why? Where is Vanitas?!" He didn't understand - and he was - ok, not so certain that Vanitas was here, but there were Unversed and where there were Unversed, it stood to reason that the Masked teen was also around, somewhere. If not in this place, then somewhere else nearby.
Ventus' back hit the wall, dislodging the tower collar to give a glimpse at another, blueish-purple-black collar with
the Unverseda strange symbol on it.Romeo, now would be a good time to clue in that this is an Alternate Ventus. Who is, again, on the edge of panic.
Bad LJ! Sob I am so sorry about Romeo ;;
However he saw the collar and he knew that Ven didn't usually wear it, he wondered if the bad people had put it on him, he could also see that his friend was very very scared and Romeo didn't want to scare him anymore.
Even though he was sad about his friend not knowing who he was, and Romeo had no idea who Vanitas was, Ven had never mentioned him before, Romeo took a deep breath and stepped backwards so that the man didn't think he was going to hit him or anything.
"I'm not going to hurt you sir." He said quietly, "I don't know who Vanitas is but maybe he is here as well. I can help you look for him if you like. Is he your friend?"