onepassingnight | Flip the Chessboard

The closer you get to the light, the greater your shadow becomes.

[But perhaps in this case, it was different. Prosaic and memorable as those words may be, they don't hold true to this moment.]

The closer you get to the light, the slimmer the chance you'll survive.

Isn't that right, Roxas?

[A pause, and the boy laughs, cold and chilling, staring about the dream world once shared by two close individuals with extreme interest. Roxas screams in his mind, but it's oh so easy to simply block him out- he'd learned to do that years ago.]

[There was so much here, so much to ruin, so much to-- break.]

[So many people.]

[So little time.]

[Lips curl upwards into a cruel smile, and the illusion of Roxas simply lasts but a moment. Then it's gone, and a shadow stands in his wake. Solid, alive... and with a stark, chilling resemblance to Sora that Roxas has never held.]

Let's go have some fun.

[OOC: all replies will be made with the journal

endinsentiment. The flip of the chessboard occurs in the opposite other being in play-- and Roxas falling under possession instead of Sora. Please be advised violence and character injury is liable to occur-- please let me know if character death is okay.]

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[Vanitas strolls along like he hasn't a care in the world-- and he doesn't. Never has, not up until the very point he'd died. The world was a chew toy laid out for the taking, and Vanitas was more than ready to squeeze it till it screamed]

[He pauses for a moment, gently touching the side of his head, and laughs. Sora's voice, but not his laugh. Far too guttural, far too callous and cold and insane to be anything like Sora at all.]

You should learn to relax, Roxas. Sora isn't here yet. [He smirks, glancing up at the sky, using Roxas' experience to scout out the dream world, to feel Roxas' mangled subconscious around them.] He will be soon.

Edited 2011-10-04 09:57 (UTC)

Flip the Chessboard

1/2 I'm sorry I can't not tl;dr at you