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[winter-blast.livejournal.com]

well it seems Ienzo that we were mistaken Can you hear me all along ADAM is more than a simple science experiment that caught on

it is a

GIFT

[laughs hysterically]

[OOC: Use of Applied Phlebotinum ADAM, a serum created to give the user powers (e.g. a hand that shoots ice/fire/lightning/bees) has cause Bioshock!Even and Ienzo to take a flying leap off the deep end.]

[EDIT: Unfortunately, I need to sign off for the night. Crazy-Even will be back tomorrow.]

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[seducingly.livejournal.com]

[and look, here comes a pretty little toy crawling along the walls with bruises all over and a face full of scratches from his forehead to his chin.]

You're loud, shut up...

[winter-blast.livejournal.com]

what makes you think you have the AUTHORITY to say things like that So sorry, can't control you insignificant little insect

[seducingly.livejournal.com]

[s-sorry, laughing at your misfortune as he cleans his own away with the spit on his hand, scrubbing the dirty half crusted blood.]

[rubberduckyboi.livejournal.com]

Who gets a gift?

[Smiles walking in to the room.]

Is it someone's birthday or something?

[winter-blast.livejournal.com]

the birthday of enlightenment

[rubberduckyboi.livejournal.com]

Sweet~

[Nodding his head, quirking an eyebrow.]

So what's in it?
Cologne or something, is it a sports drink?

[Curiosity was getting the best of this Demyx.]

[chameleonsplice.livejournal.com]

Just a simple medicine. It'll make you stronger~ Let you see more.
Not a drug, mind you. A... supplement, if you will~

[chameleonsplice.livejournal.com]

[laughs his own giggling, lilting laugh]
[the right side of his face has now become a bit... less than human. Strange blue lines twist and writhe from under his neck up across that side, connecting under his eye, which is entirely white. Oddly, however, that same eye actually seems to focus on things]
A gift, oh yes, a gift, there's so much to see now Even so many things I never knew look at them ALL!
[spins in a circle, laughing a bit brokenly]
So many colors and lights and they're all like us and not like us and maybe now I understand I see it all oh joy!

[draws a scalpel, which he dances between his fingers]

What happens when we look inside? Do you think they don't have physical hearts? If we give them enough pretty gifts with silver needles will they grow new ones...?

[winter-blast.livejournal.com]

who knows Ienzo that's the beauty of it! perhaps they will

ADAM can do anything at all anything we can possibly imagine so we can make them hearts with our knives and needles and minds then they will love us...HAH! worship us even!

[chameleonsplice.livejournal.com]

[literally glows] As gods, shall we be?

[winter-blast.livejournal.com]

[furrows his brow]no gods, no kings, only man...

[slowly smiles] no longer in kansas, are we, Zo-zo?

[fleurdemort.livejournal.com]

...
...
...

[Head tilt.]

Who's Adam?

[chameleonsplice.livejournal.com]

Not who but what
not what it is
but what can it do for you~?
the power of a thousand dreams
at fingertips, or fingertips
changed to something more?

[fleurdemort.livejournal.com]

...

[Head tilt the other way.]

[winter-blast.livejournal.com]

something far better

your "Vexen" would be so very impressed

[createdheart.livejournal.com]

[oh god, just stops in his tracks, eyes wide in shock- he'd hoped Vexen wasn't there]

[winter-blast.livejournal.com]

and just who might you be?

[createdheart.livejournal.com]

Ex-Experiment O-O-One--

[says it, barely realizing that's not who he is anymore, but he doesn't want to give out his real name]

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

((ilu for the TVTropes reference))

Pity. I was enjoying not having any of you around.

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

Avoiding the Axels? Can't blame you.

[winter-blast.livejournal.com]

^{[[Remember, TVTropes will ruin your life! :D]]}

we've been here longer than it seems. you simply were not looking closely enough.

[masqueetmiroir.livejournal.com]

Different world, same mistakes, I see.

[winter-blast.livejournal.com]

is it already time for the masquerade? whirling colors sounds and merriment all in celebration of the smallest accompli Z-Zexion, your name was? Unfortunate that we had to meet in such a no need to apologize really truly pleasure to meet you sir shall you be our undoing then?

[masqueetmiroir.livejournal.com]

[nod] I am Zexion, Even.

[seems to look through him.] And I suppose I will call that schizm Vexen, as it seems fitting enough.