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encryptedpages) wrote2011-11-22 05:39 pm
encryptedpages) wrote2011-11-22 05:39 pm
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[There are several things that this avatar is used to. Being surrounded by cold things is certainly not one of them, even if he'd been frozen at some point before and knew it was possible due to Sora if he didn't have the correct charm on at the time. What he also isn't used to is waking up in extreme cold without his coat on or with something on his back brushing against him in an attempt for warmth. At least it seemed warmer to him.
But why is everything black? Did his optics still have bugs in them?
N o p e. Moving and making the snow cocoon break around him makes him realize that whoever decided that this was funny, making a person made of what he is, thought it would be hilarious for him to wake up inside a snowman. It's also just his luck that he trips over a familiar-shaped object before falling backwards into the fountain. Ow... This is just the wake-up he needed right now.
...Wait. This isn't the virtual Hollow Bastion.] Where...?
[That's when he notices the journal nearby, and he blinks at it. It would be far too much of a paradox for a journal to be inside a journal, and this is definitely not-
He tentatively picks it up and skims through it, seeing none of the messages that he'd left for the others to find, but others appearing on the pages as the either spoke or wrote down their thoughts. ...This was peculiar to say the least, but if this was a sort of communication device... Sigh. He begins writing.]
So it was possible...
If anyone actually does see this, would you inform me of where exactly this location is? I'm aware that my world was connected to another, but this is much different than what was previously recorded. Is there a way to return?
[...Heh. Journal using a journal. Maybe after his teeth stop chattering he'll laugh about it. S-s-so c-c-cold... Where is his coat-? Wait...]
...And I'm guessing it's completely normal to wake up with wings. [Oh, the sarcasm. What the glitch?]
But why is everything black? Did his optics still have bugs in them?
N o p e. Moving and making the snow cocoon break around him makes him realize that whoever decided that this was funny, making a person made of what he is, thought it would be hilarious for him to wake up inside a snowman. It's also just his luck that he trips over a familiar-shaped object before falling backwards into the fountain. Ow... This is just the wake-up he needed right now.
...Wait. This isn't the virtual Hollow Bastion.] Where...?
[That's when he notices the journal nearby, and he blinks at it. It would be far too much of a paradox for a journal to be inside a journal, and this is definitely not-
He tentatively picks it up and skims through it, seeing none of the messages that he'd left for the others to find, but others appearing on the pages as the either spoke or wrote down their thoughts. ...This was peculiar to say the least, but if this was a sort of communication device... Sigh. He begins writing.]
So it was possible...
If anyone actually does see this, would you inform me of where exactly this location is? I'm aware that my world was connected to another, but this is much different than what was previously recorded. Is there a way to return?
[...Heh. Journal using a journal. Maybe after his teeth stop chattering he'll laugh about it. S-s-so c-c-cold... Where is his coat-? Wait...]
...And I'm guessing it's completely normal to wake up with wings. [Oh, the sarcasm. What the glitch?]
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The worst are the battles they expect us to fight on their behalf.
[Written] /derped out, sorry ;;
[Written] no worries <3
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