Let Us Meet in Your Memory

Affiliated & Private Naminé RP Blog ❅Written by Mari❅ {Contains KH3 Spoilers!}

[levitersora]

@jardinia

“What in the world?” Sora wasn’t exactly sure. He heard something was going on with this section of the island that people were living in. Now that he thoughts about it, most of his friends were actually staying in that area. “I gotta see if everyone is okay.” There was no second thoughts to entering this strange little game that people were force to play. The boy was not that bad at playing these kinds of games himself, but to those that just enter the city, or wouldn’t be able to play the game and rank up some points, would have something terrible happen to them. No way the boy could let that happen, and it was his time to protect and help those out.

A good thing that some people seem to be doing fine on their own, or have someone helping them out. Sea blue eyes glancing around to notice a familiar blonde looking around to try and pop one of those things that is close by. “Oh! Namine!” Calling out to her, the boy ran towards her, happy to see that she was alright. “I’m glad I found you. Sorry you had to get dragged into all this, but I bet you could use some help.” He wouldn’t take no for an answer if she were to reject it. At least if it wasn’t him to rank up points, for her to be safe at the very least.

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║✎║: Gently cupping the balloon in both hands, she studied its comical grin. There was no happiness in that smile...It only represented the fear and twisted malice of the players. Destroying it with a jab of her pencil, she prepared to move on until she heard her name. 

She nearly turn on her heels to greet him when her body suddenly froze. Her head injury, now sporting a thick square bandage, was still in plain view. Hoping not to alert him, she abruptly feigned interest towards a random spot on the ground. Peering behind her, Namine disturbed her bangs until it more or less concealed the bandage--No need to cause him worry while the ward converted into a battleground of mayhem. 

“Sora, I’m so happy to see you!”

Relief soothed her nervous state upon his appearance. She foolishly dreaded to be plunged into isolation yet again, however his presence washed away those thoughts instantly. She nodded at his offer furiously; she dared not contemplate on her fate should she have braved this task alone. 

“But don’t worry so much about me. I don’t want to slow you down, okay?”

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Current Pts: 100

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EVENT CLOSED: @nobodkey

║✎║: At some point she had been separated from Kairi, and in her attempts to relocate the girl, Naminé found herself at the beach instead. Normally she would take her place right at the shoreline, and spend hours upon hours recreating its image on paper. Who knew this welcoming place would now instill fear in her?

Ignoring the gorgeous scenery that beckoned her, she resorted to keeping herself concealed from unwanted attention--The injury to her head convinced her to avoid stumbling through the ward so carelessly. Peeking from behind the nearest trash can, her observant gaze immediately spotted several of cat balloons floating innocently in a cluster. 

Nervous eyes flickering to and fro for any potential threats, she cautiously advanced towards it. Yet blinded by her determination, unaware was she at the fact that another aimed for the same target. Before she could even close the distance, the balloons spontaneously burst into smithereens.

Frustrated and sadden by the sight, she released a hopeless sigh. The air of defeat would be temporary as she was confronted by the unknown individual that popped the balloons. She greeted him with a conflicted expression as different emotions overwhelmed her thoughts. Her voice small and barely audible, the immense shock that clung to her shoulders permitted her to only say his name.

“...Roxas?”

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ambadassadcr‌:

There was certainly a passer-by! And Joris wasn’t quite sure what to make of them, whoever they were. He had concealed himself in the tree and was creeping closer to the balloon, hoping to pass it into her hands when someone approached. It at least seemed they weren’t going to disturb the tree and knock her down for it… hopefully?

While they were both distracted, the small wizard darted onto the branch and snagged the string of the balloon, before jumping back as the wood cracked under his sleight weight.

“Get back on the ground and I’ll give it to you,” he tells the lady hanging onto the tree. His voice is scratchy and low, unexpected for someone as small as he.

║✎║: An unfamiliar voice seeped into her hear, inaudible to the stranger below. So out of place that her small frame reflexively jolted from surprise. However the automatic movement was enough to disturb her placement. As she struggled to maintain her balance, she wobbled to and fro before ultimately losing her grip. 

With a soft thud, Naminé landed on something rather soft--Her vision had blurred from the impact. She had accidentally fallen atop the stranger that had observed her earlier, who now laid spread-eagled and unconscious on the grass. Horrified by the sight, she clumsily scrambled away from them in a panic.

Cradling her throbbing side, she cast a nervous glance to where she had heard that mysterious voice. 

“Uhm, who’s there?!”

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EVENT CLOSED: @ambadassadcr​

║✎║: She was almost there. So close her fingertips could nearly caress its inflated, plastic skin. Frankly, she considered herself quite lucky for spotting the object. Somehow it had been caught between two scraggly branches, obscured from the public eye by its bountiful curtains of leaves. 

And so she was caught in an interesting dilemma of crouching precariously along a thicker branch located below her target. However she had to carefully restrict her movements for fear of upsetting the branch or snapping it.  

Yet fate would not allow her to have her way--For as she inched closer and closer, her ears caught the delicate sound of cracking wood. As if to make matters worse, she caught footsteps stomping nearer. Peering down, she was met with a passerby that watched her curiously. 

“I...uhm...can’t reach it,” her voice soften into an inaudible whisper. 

Explaining herself was quite redundant. The girl ceased from inching her way to the object, resorting to hugging the tree trunk with a gloomy expression. 

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EVENT CLOSED: @divinelusive

║✎║: The moment the announcement had ceased, the Ward transformed into a chaotic battleground. This was not what she wanted. She did not have the capacity to be a “player”, and realizing that everyone had already departed towards their goals, she was now being left behind.

She followed suit, scrambling towards a random destination. I don’t want to be a monster i don’t want to be a monster i don’t want to be a monster! She chanted the prayer under her breath while scanning desperately for the grinning balloons.

Scrambling around a corner, she nearly gasped at the sight of a lone balloon before her--As though waiting for someone to find it. Naminé halted in her tracks, almost doubting her vision. Mesmerized by the cartoonish grin facing her, it almost became her downfall as she was confronted by another resident. It felt as thought time slowed to a crawl. Each observed the other with a similarly frantic expression. Rather than speak, they rushed towards the balloon without warning. They were going to take it from her!

However as she was closest, she pounced towards it and plunged the pencil roughly into the balloon with startled yelp. Thankfully it had been made of simple plastic and exploded into pieces with a satisfying ‘pop’.

Her victory would unfortunately be short-lived as the stranger decided to release their anger upon her. Unprepared for their cruel intentions, she was greeted with a disorientating blow to the head.

Harsh obscenities were being bellowed into her ear, however the attack caused her to become severely disoriented--and at their mercy.

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Current point total: 100 pts

[jardinia-blog1]

EVENT CLOSED: @afaroffshore

║✎║: Instantly she realized how disadvantageous the “game” truly was. Whereas others were equipped with unique powers and weapons, Naminé had--well--her sketchbook and pencils. She was not capable of any extraordinary skills that were blessed to her friends, nor did she even have combat experience to protect herself.

She contemplated on this negativity...as she laid trapped within a box.

The white balloon floated peacefully above her, as though mocking her failed efforts. She had scaled a fire escape ladder, hoping to retrieve it as it drifted high beyond her reach. Unfortunately as her balance was not refined, it was a brief mission that ended with her losing her grip. 

As thankful as the girl was to have fallen among a heap of trash, her body had folded within a cardboard box--Leaving her limbs trapped besides each other within the confined space. The only indication of her presence was her exposed legs.

“What should I do now?” 

Or rather, what would Kairi do?

[jardinia-blog1]

{So really, Namine doesn’t have weapons or any special powers that could be of use. But goddamn it she’ll be the best support you’ll ever have, and she’ll definitely do her best! So hit that like button if you’d like a starter from her, and I’ll cap it at 2! Cast mates are exempt!

please i dont want her to turn into a monster..}

[jardinia-blog1]

regdelete‌:

“So art is a form of comfort?” She had no prior experience to draw comparisons to, of course. It was only recently she’d begun to think of her own emotions, of how to ease her own ‘heart’ even if she didn’t have one proper. 

“Escape… How do you escape without going anywhere? I can’t say I’ve never though ‘I want to run away’, but back home I was shackled to my fate.”

║✎║: “I’m honestly not to sure. I suppose by ‘escape’, I mean that I don’t have to think about what’s happening around me.”

She nodded sympathetically. Though the other hardly divulged into their own history, it sounded familiar.

“I thought the same, at first. At least I was told that I had to disappear at some point. But now....I’m not so sure?”

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CLOSED: @incinders

║✎║: Scheduled to assist Hansol in opening the cafe, Naminé was surprised to find a hastily scribbled note attached to the main door:

Had to deal with some things, so I won’t make it back. Have the day off! -H

She hadn’t bothered to create additional plans other than her work, thus found her schedule suddenly open slightly disappointing. Well, she thought, at least I have time to finish those drawings. There were a stack of loose sheets displaying unfinished sketches she kept hidden behind the main counter. Door key in hand, Naminé quickly entered the shop to collect the items. 

In her rush to gather her things and leave, and having forgotten the door wasn’t shut properly, a cheerful bell abruptly interrupted her train of thoughts. She immediately waved them away as an unsuspecting patron and began to initiate a scripted apology

“Sorry, but we’re closed today. You can come bac--”

It wasn’t until she laid eyes on him that her words fell to silence. His reappearance jolted her out of place. Her grip loosened on the pile of sketches restrained in her careful embrace, the sheets scattering around her feet. 

“Axel? Is that really you?”

[seraphily]

remember to thank naminé

[momokrys]

towards the best future

[jardinia-blog1]

canusvis‌:

    A witticism - or rather several - precipitately forms upon the tip of his tongue. Although all are innocuous, none are granted swift departure from his brazen lips. Regardless of whether they seem anodyne or not, he’s inclined to tread lightly rather than heedlessly risk affronting her. Where his own inimitable brand of jocularity would have been revealed without hesitation in the presence of someone whom she irrefutably resembles, he deliberately shows some restraint. He’s not entirely sure why he does so, and he doesn’t pause to ruminate on it. Instead, he permits a blithe smirk to form upon his countenance as he offers a nonchalant shrug. 

❝ As long as it doesn’t look ridiculous. Can’t have people laughing. ❞

      For an appreciable yet fleeting moment, he noiselessly regards their vibrant surroundings. Articulating compassion under circumstances that are less than auspicious isn’t something that can always be done with enviable ease. Yet, having doughtily overcome seemingly insurmountable obstacles, he’s not easily daunted by challenges and he’s determined to remain that way. He can only hope that he’s not being callous in inquiring about a matter that she has little influence over. Just because one bears benign intentions, doesn’t mean that they won’t be misconstrued. 

❝ It’s hard to think anything positive about a place you’re trapped in, but you don’t have to go it alone. If you need anything, you’ve got friends you can turn to. For starters, Sora and Kairi. ❞

║✎║: A small laugh burst through her lips, too late to be muffled by her hands. She returned an apologetic smile and turned her attention towards the sea. However upon mention of their other two friends, her smile faltered. Concern seeped from underneath her tranquil expression.

“Riku...can I ask you something?”

Hesitance radiated intensely from her presence. These thoughts that plagued her needed to be put to rest through confirmation or otherwise. But even in the company of someone she could trust, Naminé found herself struggling with voicing her worries.  Since awakening, she had been left with numerous questions and sentiments about...well...everything. Many doors now opened to her in this new life, such that it felt too good to be true.

“Is it truly okay for me to be here?” 

A brief silence ensued. No, that wasn’t how she wanted to articulate her concerns. What she knew to be true no longer applied. She could live as her own individual, and in a body of her very own. Yet doubt warped her imagination to consider the absolute worst. Even if this opportunity were to be temporary, she would not hesitate to sleep inside Kairi’s heart once again. That’s just how everything was meant to be.

Her brows furrowed in concentration while she revised her thoughts. 

“What I mean is: will Kairi be alright even though I’m in this body? I had already accepted my fate as her Nobody. She will be safe even without me, right?”

[ahawkwardguy]

@jardinia

The weather had a chill to it, still winter but not in the worst part. It was nice enough to take his dog for a walk around the boardwalk and enjoy the sights and smells, the crashing of waves and the salt in the air. It was reminiscent of the the West Coast Avengers, the one he started back then, and the one Katie started up recently. 

As the thought struck him Clint paused as he wondered how is protege might be doing- was his disappearance noticed if time continued outside this place, if it did he had every confidence that she could lead without him. A tug on the leash he held pulled him away from his thoughts and back to the boardwalk. 

Lucky’s tail was wagging as he came up to a girl sitting on a bench with a notebook. Glancing over her shoulder, Clint was impressed at the drawing he saw in her notebook. 

“Oh wow, you’re really great at that.”

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║✎║: Since her tour with Karen, the young girl had grown fond of the boardwalk--Not necessarily for the attractions, but rather those that visited. It was a captivating experience to watch the people that passed through. And she wasted no time in capturing the scenery in her sketchbook through her humble assortment of crayons.

The pristine white page was soon filled with a range of colors as she jotted each detail that caught her observant eye. She wouldn’t be the only to marvel at her handiwork as a passing stranger paused to compliment the piece. 

“Oh, thank you,” she beamed at the stranger, “It came out better than I thought it would.”

Her gaze swiftly shifted to the man’s dog. Naminé rarely spent time around animals and yet had to resist the sudden urge to pet its fur. Instead, she offered a brief wave to respect their space.

“Does your dog have a name?”

[6zo2]

[jardinia-blog1]

I think Namine has something introvertic and mysterious-like she always brings along with her, and you capture that really well from what I've read from you so far. She's a very interesting character, and even though there isn't too much screentime of her, I think you're doing an amazing job at bringing her to life!

✎║ ACCEPTING MEME

1-800-HOW’S MY PORTRAYAL?

{I’M NOT CRYING YOU’RE CRYING! If I’m gonna be completely honest, Naminé is actually a pretty difficult muse for me to write. With the little screen time she gets, I have to fill in a lot of gaps with headcanons. BUT OF COURSE she has to be such an enigma that it can get a little tough, and Square Enix loves not explaining all the discrepancies. I literally searched up “can nobodies survive without food” for a thread I was trying to do..... But thank you! I’m definitely trying my best, and she is honestly my favorite KH character other than Aqua lol.} 

[rpmemedumpster]

1-800-how’s my portrayal?

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Commander Shepard ║ Mass Effect Trilogy

{She’s also another on and off muse, but honestly I really love Shepard and the trilogy as a whole. FUCK ANDROMEDA THO. }