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[he's on his knees, wide eyed and staring upward at the nothingness. his voice is shaky, albeit hushed.]

Is this ... where dead people go?

{ooc; i figured it's about time i stopped with all the AU characters and brought in a post KH2 one, at least. despite not being AU, this roxas, after returning home from The World That Never Was inside of Sora, was soon rejected from Sora's heart and separated because of too much exposure to having a life of his own, but along with that, his memories were stripped from him. he's easily overwhelmed.}

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This is the madhouse.

Madhouse ... madhouse?

The house of the mad.

So the people here ... are angry?

Angry, happy, sad. All sorts of things.

But most definitely mad.

I'm not sure ... I don't think I understand.

We're not all there.

I've heard that. [he thinks back, the people standing over him, the things they'd said.]

They told me I 'wasn't all there'.

[ stripes begin fade as if he is unraveling ]

I'm not all there myself!

[he's a little crazy himself, not scared but intrigued as he reaches out to touch.]

You're not, are you ...

Not at all.

[ disappears entirely, only half of his body reappearing to fold his chubby arms over Roxas' shoulder ]

None of us are.

So all in all we're the same? [the touch is odd, unfamiliar, unwelcome, but he doesn't have the sense to chase it off, nothing but a curiosity for the hostility it produces.]

You're soft ...

I'm here because I'm mad. You're here; you must be mad too.

As long as I'm away from them, I don't think I mind.

You can't. You're out of it.

Right ...

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