Dark Side Represent

[sith-superior.livejournal.com]

[Appearing in what could paradoxically be called a flash of darkness, a robed and hooded figure has arrived! The entity, however, seems less than pleased at its destination.]

This is not Korriban. It would seem that there are still difficulties in using the Corridors.

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[summer_poprocks]

Not a what?

[derp.]

[sith-superior.livejournal.com]

Korriban, XIII. The planet's name has been told to you before.

[summer_poprocks]

Has it? I guess I forgot.

[Why are you calling me a number. :<]

[sith-superior.livejournal.com]

You have not been this ... slow ... for some time, Roxas. What has become of you? Did the Jedi get to you?

[summer_poprocks]

Not that I know of. What's one look like?

[sith-superior.livejournal.com]

What is this location?

[summer_poprocks]

[ooh, he knows this one.]

Dressing Room! Probably because of all the clothes.

[fromshadow]

[robed and hooded figures appearing from darkness are generally something he avoids, so don't mind the Riku walking by as though nothing happened. also ignore the chinchilla ears and tail he's sporting, aside from the normal clothing.]

[sith-superior.livejournal.com]

[Ohhhh ho ho no. That golden eye spots Riku easily.]

Riku.

[fromshadow]

[oh crap, creeper has decided to speak to him. he shoots a glare in Xemnas' direction, frowning deeply.]

Probably not the one you're looking for.

[sith-superior.livejournal.com]

[What the hell, ears and tail?]

Obviously not. Where am I, then, that I encounter clones of individuals I have already faced?

[fromshadow]

[yeah, aren't they strange. one of those ears flicks back briefly.]

It's a crossroads between worlds. Dimensions, really, which is how there are doubles.

[sith-superior.livejournal.com]

Interesting. Strange, but interesting.

[unhingedabit.livejournal.com]

Oh my my my!

[says the clone just about a few feet away from your spawning point!]

[sith-superior.livejournal.com]

[What the fuck is this shit.]

...

A clone?

[unhingedabit.livejournal.com]

Please. They don't make them this good looking.

[or maybe a better adjective is double? But that wouldn't be accurate either. Be forewarned, this one is a bit off of his train track. By a bit I mean a couple of miles.]

[sith-superior.livejournal.com]

[What a strange way to word it.]

What is going on here?

[unhingedabit.livejournal.com]

It's called the Dressing Room, also known as Hell. It's where multiples are created and come and sit and never go home. You'll never see your Organization again, more than likely. Isn't it grand?!

[sith-superior.livejournal.com]

Grand is not how I would describe it, no.

[andahardplace.livejournal.com]

Korriban?

[sith-superior.livejournal.com]

You are not the Lexaeus I know, either, or else you would know of Korriban. Unfortunate.

[andahardplace.livejournal.com]

I presume it's some manner of world?

[sith-superior.livejournal.com]

Yes. It is the world from which the Organization functions.

[andahardplace.livejournal.com]

A world of non-existence?

[sith-superior.livejournal.com]

Not quite. An ancient world, ripe in the power of the Dark Side.