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kingdomdressing2011-04-13 03:46 pm
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[Unbeknowst to most people in the dressing room, a certain set of plans was set into motion not long after the place become a proper world. Today, at precisely 1:07:31 PM, those plans finally come to fruition.
It starts with a minor explosion in the labs deep under the castle that sits over Radiant Garden, as something quite literally forces its way out of the digitizing laser. It's not enough to rock the castle, much less be visible from the town proper, but those in the area who are particularly attuned to the darkness might just pick up on on a sudden sharp spike of wrongness in the darkness, before it seems to fade away into nothingness again.
Half an hour later, the first effects of the wrongness make their way to Radiant Garden proper. By appearance, they look like Heartless, only these ones are twisted. Wrong. And nowhere is this more visible than in the trails of sickly yellow glowing brightly on each Heartless as they seek out the only thing they've ever wanted.
Within hours, they've spread past Radiant Garden, moving in ripples from the point of their origin. Twilight Town. Traverse Town. The residential area itself. Anywhere one could find Heartless, they're there, flickering yellow as they come.
They are here. And they don't intend to go so quietly into that good night.]
It starts with a minor explosion in the labs deep under the castle that sits over Radiant Garden, as something quite literally forces its way out of the digitizing laser. It's not enough to rock the castle, much less be visible from the town proper, but those in the area who are particularly attuned to the darkness might just pick up on on a sudden sharp spike of wrongness in the darkness, before it seems to fade away into nothingness again.
Half an hour later, the first effects of the wrongness make their way to Radiant Garden proper. By appearance, they look like Heartless, only these ones are twisted. Wrong. And nowhere is this more visible than in the trails of sickly yellow glowing brightly on each Heartless as they seek out the only thing they've ever wanted.
Within hours, they've spread past Radiant Garden, moving in ripples from the point of their origin. Twilight Town. Traverse Town. The residential area itself. Anywhere one could find Heartless, they're there, flickering yellow as they come.
They are here. And they don't intend to go so quietly into that good night.]