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maskormenacelogs2016-03-28 01:46 am
resipiscent) wrote in maskormenacelogs2016-03-28 01:46 am
you're not a judge, but if you're gonna judge me
WHO: Riku et cetera
WHERE: All four cities!
WHEN: Duration of the pull point event.
WHAT: Riku tries to figure out these four weird worlds, and tries really hard to avoid Sora. Feel free to use any of these prompts or simply write your own. Hit me up on plurk at![[plurk.com profile]](https://plurk.com/favicon.ico)
guriido_ if you wanna plot something specific!
WARNINGS: None as of yet!
a: 'arrival'
[This wasn't Hollow Bastion.
That was really the only thing he was thinking about when he realized he was somewhere else. This wasn't Hollow Bastion, and Maleficent wasn't here. The relief upon that realization is obvious on his face for a split second before he realizes something else -- he doesn't know where Kairi is. He was supposed to protect her. How could he do that when he'd literally misplaced her? Instantly he's on edge, studying his surroundings for any clue of where to start. First priority is -- he has to find Kairi. Second -- figure out where he is. Though the second thing may come easier than the first. Actually, weirdly, it feels like he should know where he is already. But how can he? He knows he's never... been here. Right?
Riku takes a step from the place he'd found himself standing. It's just a city street, by the looks of it -- he's on the sidewalk, and apparently waiting for the crosswalk to empty of -- weird floating cars. Instead of doing that, though, he turns and heads down the street. Honestly, where does he even start?
As he moves he feels a strange weight in his pocket and reaches into it to find a phone. It's only got one button, and he presses it experimentally. The screen lights up, and so as he walks he stares down at it to figure it out, head down. He's not really looking where he's going -- the street's not that busy. People get out of the way if you just don't make room for them.
So maybe he walks right into you.]
b: heropa
[He's trying to figure out where 'home' is supposed to be. It's been a few hours, and he's starting to figure out some things about this world. Some things.
Riku's found the residential area, and so now he's simply walking up and down the streets, looking at each house in turn and scrutinizing it, then moving on. None of them look familiar. He feels like he should be looking in the -- 30s? Why 30? 30-something, certainly. So he spends the most time there than anywhere else. This weird sense of deja-vu has been helping a little, but not enough. All he knows is that -- someone he likes is living in the house he's looking for. It feels like it should be Sora, but he rejects that idea almost as soon as it crosses his mind. It isn't Sora. Sora is no longer his friend, and so even though the idea of it being him is something that grabs his heart and squeezes it in its fist hard, an idea that he would like if only he didn't feel so hurt -- it's not Sora, because it can't be Sora. And it's not Kairi, because... he's starting to think she's not here.
Standing outside a house, he stares up at the front of it, arms folded. Is this supposed to be it? He can't tell.]
c: other import cities
[He left Heropa.
As soon as he found the house he was looking for -- it took almost the whole day, and so when he finally arrived at the Porter it was after dark -- he'd found that it was Sora. Sora was there. And though he was different -- not how Riku had seen him last, a year behind him, but maybe actually older than him -- though his eyes had widened so much that he could see white all the way around his irises -- Riku had left. Turned on his heel and walked right back out the door. He just couldn't be there. If he stayed -- he'd have to talk to him and, because of the unfamiliarity of this world, work together -- he just couldn't bring himself to stay. He wanted to, on some level. On another he needed to do -- anything else. And so he'd taken the 'anything else' option.
He wanders each of the destinations these weird teleporters allow him access to -- he does, in the end, end up sleeping in a park at least a couple of nights. Not necessarily all in a row. At least some of the places are warm. Not as warm as Heropa (and the similarity to Destiny Islands makes him both want and not want to be there), but not so cold that he was uncomfortable, either. He didn't necessarily mean to sleep outside -- but he has nowhere to go, if he doesn't stay in that house.
Riku can be found in Nonah, Maurtia Falls and De Chima, maybe a couple of days in a row or maybe only for a few hours, though he repeats visits, too -- face set in the frown it's been perpetually stuck in since he left the Islands.]
WHERE: All four cities!
WHEN: Duration of the pull point event.
WHAT: Riku tries to figure out these four weird worlds, and tries really hard to avoid Sora. Feel free to use any of these prompts or simply write your own. Hit me up on plurk at
WARNINGS: None as of yet!
a: 'arrival'
[This wasn't Hollow Bastion.
That was really the only thing he was thinking about when he realized he was somewhere else. This wasn't Hollow Bastion, and Maleficent wasn't here. The relief upon that realization is obvious on his face for a split second before he realizes something else -- he doesn't know where Kairi is. He was supposed to protect her. How could he do that when he'd literally misplaced her? Instantly he's on edge, studying his surroundings for any clue of where to start. First priority is -- he has to find Kairi. Second -- figure out where he is. Though the second thing may come easier than the first. Actually, weirdly, it feels like he should know where he is already. But how can he? He knows he's never... been here. Right?
Riku takes a step from the place he'd found himself standing. It's just a city street, by the looks of it -- he's on the sidewalk, and apparently waiting for the crosswalk to empty of -- weird floating cars. Instead of doing that, though, he turns and heads down the street. Honestly, where does he even start?
As he moves he feels a strange weight in his pocket and reaches into it to find a phone. It's only got one button, and he presses it experimentally. The screen lights up, and so as he walks he stares down at it to figure it out, head down. He's not really looking where he's going -- the street's not that busy. People get out of the way if you just don't make room for them.
So maybe he walks right into you.]
b: heropa
[He's trying to figure out where 'home' is supposed to be. It's been a few hours, and he's starting to figure out some things about this world. Some things.
Riku's found the residential area, and so now he's simply walking up and down the streets, looking at each house in turn and scrutinizing it, then moving on. None of them look familiar. He feels like he should be looking in the -- 30s? Why 30? 30-something, certainly. So he spends the most time there than anywhere else. This weird sense of deja-vu has been helping a little, but not enough. All he knows is that -- someone he likes is living in the house he's looking for. It feels like it should be Sora, but he rejects that idea almost as soon as it crosses his mind. It isn't Sora. Sora is no longer his friend, and so even though the idea of it being him is something that grabs his heart and squeezes it in its fist hard, an idea that he would like if only he didn't feel so hurt -- it's not Sora, because it can't be Sora. And it's not Kairi, because... he's starting to think she's not here.
Standing outside a house, he stares up at the front of it, arms folded. Is this supposed to be it? He can't tell.]
c: other import cities
[He left Heropa.
As soon as he found the house he was looking for -- it took almost the whole day, and so when he finally arrived at the Porter it was after dark -- he'd found that it was Sora. Sora was there. And though he was different -- not how Riku had seen him last, a year behind him, but maybe actually older than him -- though his eyes had widened so much that he could see white all the way around his irises -- Riku had left. Turned on his heel and walked right back out the door. He just couldn't be there. If he stayed -- he'd have to talk to him and, because of the unfamiliarity of this world, work together -- he just couldn't bring himself to stay. He wanted to, on some level. On another he needed to do -- anything else. And so he'd taken the 'anything else' option.
He wanders each of the destinations these weird teleporters allow him access to -- he does, in the end, end up sleeping in a park at least a couple of nights. Not necessarily all in a row. At least some of the places are warm. Not as warm as Heropa (and the similarity to Destiny Islands makes him both want and not want to be there), but not so cold that he was uncomfortable, either. He didn't necessarily mean to sleep outside -- but he has nowhere to go, if he doesn't stay in that house.
Riku can be found in Nonah, Maurtia Falls and De Chima, maybe a couple of days in a row or maybe only for a few hours, though he repeats visits, too -- face set in the frown it's been perpetually stuck in since he left the Islands.]
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[He looks back down at his udon, swirling the noodles with his chopsticks a moment to mix up the ingredients. But it also gives him time to think. He doesn't know the situation TOO well, but...maybe he can at least talk sense into Riku--maybe help him not have to make so many mistakes.]
And what makes you so sure this Marif...
Marif...that person's got your back?
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[He'll probably get himself killed, but if he can rescue Kairi before that, then it doesn't really matter.]
We only need one more princess. I find that one and then all I have to do is deal with Sora.
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[Yeah, he knows this formula. Riku thinks he's got the upper hand in this--thinks that he's got this Maleficent all figured out, and more than aware that she's using him. But if she's powerful enough to get Riku to align with her, she's probably got a plan for if he tries to break free....
No one ever lets go of their weapons so easily.]
You don't want to do that.
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[Riku's eyes snap back up to Kaneda's, narrow, unable to hold that blank expression anymore. Kaneda has a point, he knows he does -- but he can't back out now.]
It doesn't matter if I die. If I can save Kairi before that then I don't care what happens to me. But I can't save her until I have the Keyblade. Because it's only the Keyblade Master that can open the door.
[Now he tears his gaze away again, leaning ahead and curling his arms around his legs. He's learned very quickly that he only has himself to look to for any kind of comfort at this point. It would be... so much easier if Sora could just... work with him. He wouldn't have to fight him then. He'd have a best friend again. But Sora can't see past his alliance with Maleficent -- doesn't think he's close to helping Kairi at all. Why is this so hard?]
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[His voice is muffled -- he's talking into his knees.]
The Keyblade is the only thing that can unlock the door to begin with. I can't just hope to friendship it open.
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It is. If you think about it.
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Sora. You have Sora.
I know you think you can't trust him. But...you guys probably know each other better than anyone.
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Right.
That's the most untrue statement he's ever heard.]
It doesn't matter if I trust him or not, because he doesn't trust me. Those two idiots of his have got that through his head. But they only want him because he's the Keyblade Master anyway.
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You need the Keyblade Master, too.
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[He looks down at the bowl still sitting beside him, the lid fogged with condensation.]
... It doesn't matter. I'm stuck here right now anyway. I have to figure that out first.
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[But it only seems to cast more frustration and confusion on Riku's face. So he falls silent soon after that question escapes.]
Well...no one really knows that We're still working on that bit.
So while that happens, might as well eat, right?
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"Might as well eat," says Kaneda, as if it's the most obvious thing. Riku nods, just a little bob of his head. He's hungry -- but he doesn't like to rely on charity, either. No telling where there might be a catch. But something nags at him, whenever he tries to decide he can't trust him. So he sighs, and then picks up the bowl carefully.]
... I guess so.