that truck just ran over you

[helmetface.livejournal.com]

[See Vanitas. See Vanitas spawning Unversed like a popcorn machine. Do you want to go in there? Probably not.]




[ooc:freshmeat here to test out his voice and because I feel really fucking negative.]

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[lackslucidity.livejournal.com]

[Well there are probably people crazy enough to. Like one of the resident nutballs. Vexen's wandering through with a cup of coffee and a newspaper, in a bathrobe. He stops and watches.]

Oh look... Street performers.

[helmetface.livejournal.com]

[Hm? Whazzat? Have a Red Hot Chili totally headed your way. It's hard for him to find people who can't feel interesting, but there's always the stress-relief.]

I don't have time for a senile old fool with a heart as hollow as his head.

[lackslucidity.livejournal.com]

What, are you looking for volunteers? I don't think my back could take it.

[Sorry, he's talking to the unversed and ignoring you. At least for now.]

[helmetface.livejournal.com]

[Volunteers for a bruisin'! See that Buckled Bruiser bounce over. See it jiggle. See it swing it's arms-- and whoops, now's a good time to block, Vexen! Also, vaniface icons okay with you?]

Haven't played BBS yet, but I'm totaly spoiled so bring on the face~! :)

[lackslucidity.livejournal.com]

[No blocking here, totaly taking that hit straight on. Coffee going everywhere as he throws the mug in the air on the way down.] Arrghhhh!

I need a B| face

[helmetface.livejournal.com]

[What. Was. that. That was the singularly most pathetic thing he's ever seen since The Idiot broke. Bruiser's coming for a second run, though, once it gathers its wits after making fist contact.]

[lackslucidity.livejournal.com]

[He'll just lay there for a moment before digging into his pocket and coming up with a---Klondike bar. Which he throws at the unversed.]

Fine! Take it! Damn brats...

[Everyone is abusing this Vexen today I don't even...]

[skygale.livejournal.com]

[Unversed? That's definitely not a good sign!

However, he'll have to be careful with Vanitas around. Rather than use Lost Memories, he'll use the Metal Chocobo Keychain and dive right in to fight those nasty buggers.

... Though Vanitas may recognize his heart anyway.]

[helmetface.livejournal.com]

[Alas, all this Van knows is that you look like him. Wait, weren't you older last time? Face icons okay?]

...You shrunk.

[skygale.livejournal.com]

[Face icons are a-okay, as this "Sora" is a spoiler as well.

And since Vanitas doesn't seem to realize who he really is, he'll play along-- but wait. Shrank?]

What're you talking about?

[helmetface.livejournal.com]

[...I see. XD This.. ought to be interesting, then. And Vanitas will, now.]

Your body, idiot. What did you do? Steal the body of some poor jailbait schmuck who can't get a grip on his heart? Figures. It must have been hard, looking for something weaker than you.

[skygale.livejournal.com]

[He winces. It's really hard to keep his cover here when people can weed him out within seconds.]

It's nothing like that!

[helmetface.livejournal.com]

[Try hanging with people who aren't trained to sense Darkness and Light.]

A body that's broken or weak, it doesn't make much difference.

No, the truck was made of Light.

[purifiedvanity.livejournal.com]

[See a Vanitas-like head of hair around the corner, the owner of which is trying in vain to try and wrest control of those Unversed away while also trying to remain unseen.

It isn't working very well. Fuck his life.]

Jinkies, I do believe that's a double whammy.

[helmetface.livejournal.com]

[Vanitas notices that presence. And unless he's much mistaken. What. What. How. /WHY/. There is a Vanitas behind you now.]

What are you supposed to be? A third rate copycat?

[And what was up with this place? One weirdo after the next.]

fuck, third post is hopefully the charm.

[purifiedvanity.livejournal.com]

[Fuck his life, fuck his life, fuck his life! Turning and putting at least three feet between the two of them--and guard is up. Can't show weakness--least of all to what is clearly a normal version of himself.

So, scoffing at that comment, and keeping an irritated expression on.] Hardly. Look around--there's doubles of everyone in this dump.

/pets

[helmetface.livejournal.com]

[Meantime, Vanitas still thinks he's at that stupid mask place. Doubles? He didn't see any around that he recognized. One hollow thing pretty much looked like the rest in his view. But if this one was really a double, then it should be able to fight. Naturally, this leads to him summoning Void Gear.]

Let's see how worthless you are.

@_@

[purifiedvanity.livejournal.com]

[There's only the faintest flicker of panic that crosses his face when he sees the other him summon Void Gear, but it's easy enough to catch. He knows he's pretty screwed right now--who knows what else all those stupid Faith and Pearl spells did to him besides somehow purifying him? For all he knows, he might not even have his Keyblade anymore.

Well. If the other him was looking for a fight--a test, more like, but he knows how brutally he can 'test' people--then Vanitas wasn't one to shirk away from something like this. He smirks and falls into a fight stance of his own--feet parted and planted firmly on the ground, knees bent slightly, and one arm up to serve as a way to guard and the other at his side as a habit, in case he still had a Keyblade to summon.] Fine--you want a fight that badly? I'll give you one.

[He should still have his magic, and he should still have his speed. He wasn't worthless--not yet.]

♥?

[helmetface.livejournal.com]

You're missing equipment, moron. Already admitting you're a fake?

[Vanitas isn't buying this shiz. He has no interest in testing his Void Gear against a copy's arm. He sinks into battle stance, Void Gear aloft. If this faker wasn't going to summon a weapon, he was going to beat it out of him.]

[chelonaphobia.livejournal.com]

[.....For what it's worth, this mask looks very unimpressed.]

Unless you want to attract unwanted attention, I suggest you stop that.

[helmetface.livejournal.com]

[Then it may match the one over here quite well. Vanitas frowns mightily. This one, at least didn't seem to be hiding. Whoever had made copies of him certainly did shoddy work.]

Chaos is exactly what I want.

[chelonaphobia.livejournal.com]

[This one has no need to hide. He hasn't for many years.]

The residents here dont appreciate it. In fact, they just got done beating Master Xehanort, for all the chaos he caused.

[helmetface.livejournal.com]

[Wait, the Master was here? ...What a waste.]

And what were you doing? Raising a kitten?

[chelonaphobia.livejournal.com]

Staying out of it. There's far too many key bearers of Light here. We're outnumbered. By far. What's more, Kingdom Hearts herself fought in the end.

There's no winning that battle. Not here.

[helmetface.livejournal.com]

...[Kingdom Hearts WHAT.]

Kingdom Hearts is a convenient excuse. Excuses don't fight.

[At least to this helmetface.]