now for something of a little different variety;

[imakeygoodsir.livejournal.com]

[hmmmm, what's this? It's the Ultima Weapon just lying on the floor all lonely and forgotten. How strange to leave a keyblade around. But if you look close enough, you can see it's glowing slightly. And it sounds like someone is humming a happy little song. How very strange indeed]

[ooc; this is... the keyblade. In the verse it is from, Sora lost his memories or possessing the keyblade, it disappeared and in turn, forgot its master's face. But it knows it had a master so it decided to go on a journey to find him. It can take on a human form for easy movement and has subconsciously taken on Sora's form. It's a bit dysfunctional, but a loyal weapon for any who claim it]

Comments

[yourfighter.livejournal.com]

[bliiiiiink]

What's this?

[picking it up and looking at it. curiosity killed the no-longed-cat-eared, Sora.]

[imakeygoodsir.livejournal.com]

[and he'll hear a voice in his head]

Hey hey hey! Put me down!

[yourfighter.livejournal.com]

[sdlfksjl not his day.]

... Did you just talk?

[setting it back down anyway.]

1/3

[imakeygoodsir.livejournal.com]

Well, duh

[and hi, you have the key morphing into a likeness of Sora.]

Don't you know I'm on a very impo-

[gets a good look at the other]

2/3

[imakeygoodsir.livejournal.com]

B-but why do you look like m-

3/3

[imakeygoodsir.livejournal.com]

Are YOU a key too?

[yourfighter.livejournal.com]

Uh, no?

My name's Sora.

[bit freaked out]

[rebel-sorceress.livejournal.com]

[imakeygoodsir.livejournal.com]

[it continues to hum along happily. You may even see the image of a boy floating right above it every once in a while, flickering in and out of focus.]

[rebel-sorceress.livejournal.com]

[imakeygoodsir.livejournal.com]

[looks up, a little confused. The image of the boy floating above the key is a little more visible now.]

Are you the keybearer?

[rebel-sorceress.livejournal.com]

No, I'm not. You're a Keyblade, but you have no Keybearer?

[keyto-memories.livejournal.com]

[blink]

Someone left a Keyblade lying around?

[her own, the Kingdom Key, is in her hand; it's second nature]

[bends down to look at it]

Weird..

[imakeygoodsir.livejournal.com]

[there's a humming coming from it, like someone happily singing along]

[keyto-memories.livejournal.com]

[her Keyblade's responding, a little questioning hum]

[looks at the one on the floor, then hers] What--

[imakeygoodsir.livejournal.com]

[and suddenly there's a translucent boy floating right above you]

You're a keybearer.

[keyto-memories.livejournal.com]

... You're a Keyblade.

[too surprised to do much but point out the obvious]

[childofdawn.livejournal.com]

[Kagami, with his new Green Requiem trailing along behind him, is wondering how this keyblade isn't going back to its owner or anything. So he does the only logical thing and pokes it.]

[imakeygoodsir.livejournal.com]

H-hey! Don't poke me!

[the humming stops but the glowing grows stronger]

[childofdawn.livejournal.com]

[a talking keyblade. what would this place have next?]

Uh... ok.

[imakeygoodsir.livejournal.com]

[and here, have a translucent, floating boy hovering over you now]

I don't like being poked.

[iwasarealboy.livejournal.com]

[fjdl;slk trips over it]

[imakeygoodsir.livejournal.com]

Watch where you're stepping!

[iwasarealboy.livejournal.com]

[blind!Sora freezes, flat on his ass, and promptly scoots far, far away, hitting a wall]

I-I'm sorry--

[imakeygoodsir.livejournal.com]

[it snorts, the ghostly image of a boy appearing in front of it]

What's with people always tripping over me, and poking me, and picking me up?