It's a trap!

[darkenedgale.livejournal.com]

[ Hmm... Now what's all this about?

In this particular hallway, it appears that the floor has been lined with oil, and lots of it. What's more, said oil slick leads straight down into a particular door-- the door to the trap room. Of course, the oil used isn't motor oil; that would be too obvious.

Instead, the oil is clear, probably some kind of cooking oil. Whatever the case, anyone who wanders carelessly is sure to find themselves sliding straight down the hall and into traps galore.

And somewhere in that room, Vanitas is waiting to see how many fall into his own trap. His reasoning remains to be seen. ]

[ooc: Tags will be slow-ish, as I'm visiting family.

Standard spoiler warnings apply.]

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[temporaltrap.livejournal.com]

[ Cue the shriek as Kairi slips and lands on her butt, sliding right down the hall. ]

[darkenedgale.livejournal.com]

[ Ha ha ha... And now he's just waiting for her to land in one of the traps. A giant mouse trap, perhaps? Or a cage... So many choices. ]

[temporaltrap.livejournal.com]

[ A cage, it looks like! A small one that she can barely move around in. ]

What--!?

[darkenedgale.livejournal.com]

Well then...

[ And this would be the part where Vanitas strolls right on up to the cage. ]

Looks like you've run into some trouble.

[temporaltrap.livejournal.com]

Oh great, one of you guys.

[ She'll just... try to get more comfortable. That's not proving very easy. ]

[darkenedgale.livejournal.com]

One of "me"? You'll have to be more specific... Princess.

[ Heh. He senses that darkness... Oh yes. And though his face is hidden under his helmet, he's focusing on her eyes. Interesting. ]

[magicwishing.livejournal.com]

[ SHE IS DISTRACTED and busy thinking as she's walking, so she slips and falls, crying out in surprise. ]

[darkenedgale.livejournal.com]

[ SLOW CLAP. This is turning out to be quite interesting. ]

[magicwishing.livejournal.com]

[ Almost doesn't hear that, too busy trying to keep from sliding down the hall. ]

[darkenedgale.livejournal.com]

[ Well, he'll wait until she makes it inside. Maybe even send some Unversed out to keep her moving. ]

[magicwishing.livejournal.com]

[ aaaand there she goes into the room. \o/ ]

[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

[ What is cheating, Xigbar was hovering two inches over the floor because she felt like it. ]

[darkenedgale.livejournal.com]

[ ... Drat.

Well, this calls for a bruiser to give her an extra push. ]

[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

[ Fuck she lost the game. Feet on the floor, sliding --

And then she makes it seem like she's skating. Trolling the troll? TRY AGAIN. ]

Oh Va - ni - taaaas!

[darkenedgale.livejournal.com]

[ NOOOOOO.

... That's it.

Now two bruisers are trying to grab her arms. This means war!

or maybe he's just bored. ]

[windsurfs.livejournal.com]

[F. M. L.

Yeah, slipping right on this oil and flailing his arms, he let out a loud squawk as he slid right on down the hall. Also, Ven carries his snack packs in his back pocket so... consider that oil trap being a bit more visible due to that dark red bloody coloring just oozing everywhere.

Oh right, sliding into traps.

Well, that rope one just seemed to leap out and catch his ankle, yanking him up and over his head and dangling from the ceiling.

Brb flailing.]

[darkenedgale.livejournal.com]

Having trouble, Ventus?

[ His, this Vanitas be lookin' right up at ya. ]

[windsurfs.livejournal.com]

[Cranes his head a little to see who is talking, trying to turn without making himself spin.] Just um.. just a little! [Maybe while he's spinning that exploded pack of blood can be seen staining his back pocket and probably the bottom of his jacket and dripping down his back.. AUGH Ven is going to make a face because he feels it dribbling down, past the collar of his neck and dripping off his ear.]

Oh gross..

[darkenedgale.livejournal.com]

[ ... Interesting. ]

Is there a reason why you were carrying blood?

[windsurfs.livejournal.com]

Eh? Oh um.. [Looking a bit uncomfortable, he figured the best way to explain was to open his mouth. Those are some nice looking sharp fangs you've got, Ventus. All the better to eat you with my dear--]

[doublecrunch.livejournal.com]

[darkenedgale.livejournal.com]

[ Because vampires are weird, obviously. Better be careful, Ventus~ Wouldn't want to fall into one of the nastier traps. ]

[doublecrunch.livejournal.com]

[darkenedgale.livejournal.com]

[ Wow, Ventus. Just...wow. This'd be the part where Vanitas slooowly slinks out of the shadows. ]

[doublecrunch.livejournal.com]

Uaaahh!



--The heck?!