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[Hey, it's another teenage blond kid! This one isn't a Roxas or a Ven, though--iiit's a mini Luxord, apparently. Those who can sense hearts will notice he definitely has one; meet Luxord's Other. His name is Dulór. If he's wearing a lot more pinstripes and an overly formal vest than most people would, that's because he's from Wonderland. He is certainly out of place, and stops short when he realizes he's not wandering a garden anymore.]

...Bugger.

[ooc: little bit of info in journal. will I ever play someone without heavy amounts of headcanon? who knows!]

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Yeah, I know what you mean. All the people I met in Wonderland had kinda formal clothing. Or were cards. Well, there was a rabbit, too.

[great, now she's distracted.]

And a talking doorknob. That part really weirded me out.

[not like he's actually been to all the relevant places in Wonderland (there are only so many stories you hear about "the room with the doorknob" before you stay out of there), but he nods along because he knows what she's talking about.]

Two, if you count the March Hare.

[Dulór likes tea parties. 8|]

I don't think I met that one. There was a picture of one in a garden with some tea stuff, though! And an older lady. She looked kinda crazy. But fun crazy! Not like, killer crazy.

[yes, she. WELCOME TO GENDERSWAP, DULOR.]

[dot dot...dot. it wouldn't surprise him if the Hatter and the Hare occasionally dabbled in drag, but--]

I'm...just about entirely sure they aren't ladies, love.

[SHE IS SO BRIGHT AND SUNSHINEY TODAY.]

Oh! Well, my world's kind of weird compared to most, 'cause most of the versions of me that are here are actually guys. My world's all swapped. You'd be female in mine, probably!

[yep, picturing himself with tits now. huh.]

You were serious about that world-mixer bit, then, weren't you?

Yup! And there's doubles of lots of people, too, like me and some of my friends, and some bad guys. Except some of them aren't really that bad here, dunno why.

[pinged by "bad guy" in a completely easily entertained small child way. this is what he gets for being completely out of touch with just about the rest of canon. Wonderland is remarkably boring when you live there.]

That's very interesting--tell me about the bad ones. I'm sure you have stories.

Uhhh. Well, there's this group of really bad people in my world called the Organization, and they were going around collecting hearts. Except in order to get them, they were controlling these creatures called Heartless. The Heartless took the hearts of people, more or less killing 'em, and then they'd kill the Heartless to harvest the hearts.

Wicked. [not hard to believe he winds up being one of them, with this attitude ~~it was totally an accident~~] What d'they collect hearts for?

Um, to make this thing called Kingdom Hearts. Apparently it would let them get their hearts back or... something? Except I think their leader was gonna use it for something else.

Wild. [brb, making a load of incorrect assumptions including "this clearly involves the Queen of Hearts."]

What's your part in this little tale, then?

[lol no. but hey, look! she just summoned her Keyblade.]

The hero, I guess! I already saved the worlds once, in my dimension, and was in the middle of doing it again when I got pulled here.

[ooh shiny.]

The plucky protagonist! What exactly are you doing in your dimension if you keep needing to save it, may I ask? Playing with fancy toys like that one?

[Dulór, teaser of girls.]

Hey, it's not my fault some jerk decided he wanted all the worlds to be plunged into darkness! And I didn't really choose this... the Keyblade just came to me when my world was being destroyed.

[faux-pout. derp.]

I'm sorry.

[pause.]

Don't you think "some jerk" is a little tame?

[...well, okay, that makes her blush a bit and scratch her cheek.]

I, um. don't swear a lot, sooo...

[...aww, blushing. amused Dulór is amused.]

Ought to try it. It's liberating.

Maybe...

[stop being so amused by my innocence, gosh darnit.]

[no too late.]

Come on. Deep breath- [he'll even demonstrate] and thennnn- bugger.

[she looks equal parts amused and confused.]

I don't think I recognize that one.

It's colloquial. You'll be trendy.

[and back to blushing in embarrassment. stop it, Dulor, you're making her feel stupid.]

I dunno what colloquial means.

[he's not doing it on purpose!]

Oh. ...Conversational. It's just so much nicer sounding than the other swears, don't you think?

Oh! Yeah, it doesn't even really sound like a swear.