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1st-Aug-2012 09:03 pm - Shared Dream: AU!Sora and Vanitas

[This dream begins on an island.

A small, quiet island, with a beautiful beach and plenty of greenery. The area is full of palm trees growing star-shaped fruit. Close your eyes, and you hear nothing but the waves and the occasional seagull. It's a nice, cloudless day, and the sun shines brightly.

A sleeping boy with black hair opens his eyes, which are still as golden as ever, and yawns. It feels as if he's been sleeping for awhile, and he blinks as his eyes adjust to the light. His mind, as alert as it always is, soon catches up. He knows this place. Vanitas quickly stands and looks around, and...

His clothes aren't the first thing he notices, though they have changed. The bodysuit that he had never taken off was gone, replaced by black pants and a black and white long-sleeved shirt. His mask was nowhere in sight. But there was something that he was far more attuned to than his physical appearance that leaves him standing in place, eyes wide with shock that he hasn't even considered trying to bring under control yet. A certain thumping in his chest. Vanitas knows what it is. There isn't even a moment of doubt.

His heart. His true, complete heart.

Vanitas' body wasn't even that of a creature of darkness anymore; his shock produced no monsters.

The questions he should be asking himself haven't come yet.

If you walk far enough (should you walk to this next place, rather than from it), the greenery begins to fade. The ground starts to become dusty and cracked. Rock formations rise up all around, defining the landscape and overlooking the area. Giant keys, faded but once powerful, can be found intermittently throughout as you walk. Eventually, it becomes plainly obvious that you aren't on an island.

This dream begins in a graveyard.

Probably the only actually interesting feature of this graveyard wasteland is the fact the the sea of keys parts at one point, becoming a four-way crossroad. And that is where the second boy is. He is sprawled out only in what can be called a bodysuit with a helmet by his side.

He doesn't move, not at first. Instead, he stares up at the sky, eyes wide. But it's not surprise--not entirely. It's partly fear. Because something is wrong, something is very wrong. The heart beating in his chest is just plain off. There is nothing but darkness, not a single speck of light. His heart should collapse, but it doesn't. And that is strange.

And perhaps reacting to that are the creatures spawning, a handful of rabbits and pots. All of them dangerous. All of them scurrying or bobbing around until the moment he finally sits up, a hand over his heart--or what's left of it. Then, they stand at attention.

And Sora isn't sure what to do.]

Tags:sora [v1], sora [v2], vanitas [1.1]

2nd-May-2012 09:07 pm - 001 ◘ Void

forgingoblivion

[There's nothing here.

Nothing. No sound, no shapes, no movement. A void. Were it not for how frighteningly aware you are of a lack of substance is in this place, it would be easy to believe that you weren't dreaming at all.

Until enough time passes, and the darkness begins to close in.

It's not the sort of darkness associated with emptiness - it's a real thing, where before there had been nothing at all. The kind of darkness that grows and expands, covering, choking all that stands in it's way. Except nothing is there. Nothing but you, of course. No matter how much you run, or try to push it aside, there is no end to it. No light.

But the darkness does recede, eventually. There is no more feeling of being covered, or surrounded, though there is still nothing to illuminate the world around you. Instead the darkness is a force that lingers, surrounds this place, but those who are wise will realize that it's far from benign. It holds back power that can only spell destruction.

It, or him.

Because there is a boy there, among other things. A boy with glowing yellow eyes, who seems to belong in this darkness. Who may even be part of it, or at least know what it hides.

The are sounds, now, too, to fill the void, somewhere off in the distance. The sound of blades, clashing during a fight. The sound of the wind blowing over a vast wasteland.

The even fainter sound of waves.

And the sound of a voice as the boy finally speaks, because he knows that he isn't alone.]

You should leave.

[It's a threat, one that he sounds all too happy to back up.]

Tags:kuja [v1], sora [v2], vanitas [1.1], ᘚ fuuma monou [v1], ᘚ roxas [v1], ᘚ ventus [v1.1], ᘚ zack fair [v1]

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