kingdomdressing | damsel in distress

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damsel in distress

[The dressing room is on a roll today. As much as Terra would love to pulverize all the Unversed that's currently spawned around him...

He doesn't have the ability to do so, for the dress he's currently in is not allowing him to move much.

If only he could destroy things by pure rage without actually moving.]

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[Fuck this shit, he's readies a shotlock at it. Dark Volley!]

[Vanitas somehow even makes his applause sound deadpan.]

Master was right; you do make a good damsel in distress.

That's probably the only thing your Master is right about.

Never said the old man had any bit of intelligence. He chose you, after all.

And he made you, after all.

Ooh. That gets me right here, Terra.

[he plants a fist over his chest. that ice burn, it burns.]

If you're going to be blaming anybody for my existence, blame that weak little friend of yours.

[Way to light the fuse.]

Ven was a victim in this.

[lighting fuses is just how Vanitas rolls. cartwheels.]

Doesn't mean it's not his fault. All of this is his fault.

And how? Ven didn't know anything about what Xehanort was planning.

Are you really this stupid, Terra?

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damsel in distress

along with those goddamn tanks.

and iron imprisoner

wait, the question is what cereal does he eat

... count chocula

or maybe he didn't get a toy in the cereal that's why he's so pissy

he wanted that light-up spoon, damnit

but he kept getting that secret decoder ring

VANITAS DOES NOT WANT TO DRINK MORE OVALTINE, LITTLE ORPHAN ANNIE

ahgdaj did he lock himself in the bathroom to decode the message

yes and then later he shot his eye out with a bb gun