Semi-intro~

[dividedright.livejournal.com]

[He'd been there a few days now. At first all kinds of lost and confused. Divided on how he should feel. This definitely wasn't Destiny Islands anymore. Although he had passed by a few kids that looked like the same ones that were some there. Some were older. Some were younger. Some... He could have sworn that he was a she and vice versa. But that was the simplest of ordeals when it came to things. Because then he had seen an Axel or three. Or four. Or... ...How many had he seen, really? But despite the recognition most had for him if not all, their conversations ended up confusing and frustrating. It was no different, really, from those he had when he had crossed a Naminé or two. And many a Xion avoided him like the plague.

So that left him just trying to work things out alone in a room that was- no surprise. Like the clock tower back home. Like the one that he had tended to hang around back at Twilight Town. Brooding as he liked to do. Chuckling to himself, unamused.]

They call it the Dressing Room... but maybe I'm just back in that simulation for all I know...

[A simulation that went haywire anyway...]

And I just found her, too...

(ooc: Tossing him out for a test drive here. His AU details can be found in his journal, but the gist? ReluctantKeybearer!Roxas. With tangled, messed with memories. His best friends are Lea [now Axel] and Naminé. But he's searching for Xion, too.)

Comments

[sparkinflames.livejournal.com]

Actually, the simulation room is a tram ride away from here. Though from what I hear, letting you near it would be a recipe for disaster.

[sup, Roxas.]

/o/ 'Sup, brain break.

[dividedright.livejournal.com]

[dfousdhf- Whoa. Okay, seriously. It's not like others didn't hang out on clock towers, but oi. ...'Sup, Axel. Raising a brow at him now. He's at least gotten past the confusion part- trading it for frustration.]

Yeah, well. You would want to trash it, too, if you were put in one for a year. [A frown- a definite. Wait. Now the confusion catches up to him.] And how do I know that's the truth?

o/

[sparkinflames.livejournal.com]

How do you know it isn't?

[chosenwielder.livejournal.com]

[...There's a room based on the clocktower in Twilight Town? Well then! He shouldn't be particularly surprised, nor is it surprising to see a Roxas there.]

Hate to break it to you, but this is no simulation.

[dividedright.livejournal.com]

[Who is this weird boy and what is he doing up on the clock tower with him? AKA 'sup, Key!ku Here, man. Have a lineface. At least a usual Roxas would, but he doesn't even seem to recognize you, so instead he just huffs something between a laugh and a sigh.]

Yeah, someone said something about it being a "Dressing Room"... Whatever that's all about. [Something about alternative timelines and ugh. Headaches.]

[chosenwielder.livejournal.com]

[Heh. He shakes his head.]

I think the better term's "crossroads". This world pulls people in from different universes; it's got barely anything to do with clothes.