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[megurushipu-blog]

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[glitchinglove]

           The girl smiled,tilting her head to the side. She didn’t necessarily care if he was making excuses or not, but his actions and words made her laugh in a robotic manner.

        ✧･ﾟ:* “My name is Giffany. It is very nice to meet you, Ventus...Ven. You should be more careful of weather made obstructions. You never know what you could run into. What if...I had not been the one you hit?” *:･ﾟ✧

[megurushipu-blog]

     He nodded. At least she wasn't mad at him for running into her, it was almost expected that she would, and it was his fault! ❝ Then I would have run into someone else and hurt someone else-- or even just fell straight on my face, er, I'm glad you're okay Giffany. ❞ he said, dipping his head a little. She had a very unusual name, not that he had any room to speak. Ventus wasn't a name you'd hear on a regular basis, after all. 

     ❝ It's kind of pointless dwelling on the 'what ifs' of life, isn't it? ❞ Ventus smiled. ❝ All that matters is that I didn't hurt you too badly, right? In any case, I was just in a hurry, I'm no usually so clumsy! Can I make it up to you? ❞

[terrestrem]

"What’s with all the ladybugs?" He knew he should of stayed indoors.

[megurushipu-blog]

     ❝ They're making people act really weird. All lovey and stuff. Don't let one of them bite you, Terra! ❞ He couldn't help but comment.

[analyticalprincess]

        “You’re really nice.” Twilight let slip a thought rather than keeping it in, but she didn’t react to it. At least it wasn’t anything stupid or embarrassing. She’d done quite enough of that already. The thought of being able to say she was a master of walking like a human did make her laugh a bit though.

        “I’ve only been here around a week as well! I think…to be honest this whole thing sort of skews time. Then again, I guess that is the usual side effect of crossing dimensions and time.” She smiled then waved a hand in the air, motioning to nothing really. Then bent her wrist and put it to her chin. “I’d compliment them on their intelligence, but I can’t say I particularly enjoy their methods…”

        The princess looked up at Ven then, wondering if she should even continue talking. It wasn’t like she found someone to talk about the scientific meanings behind everything here on a daily basis. Her hands dropped to her sides then, clutching onto one another behind her back. “Well, as someone who can appreciate science, as far as social experiments go, there are several ways they could have gone about it in a better way. They are smart, but…I mean, my mentor and the greatest wizard to ever live actually came up with a way to travel across dimensions too. Though I think the differences abound in that they didn’t use it for evil, unlike these ‘scientists’. If they were good scientists they would be figuring out a way to help people, wouldn’t they? I would.”

        “Well, at any rate, where I’m from it was done with magic. But I’m not sure how they did it here.”

[megurushipu-blog]

      Ventus nodded. ❝ It is unethical, wouldn't you think? But the people I've spoken to have told me so far that they aren't reporting any of their findings... which is a little off putting or me. ❞ he said, crossing his arms and shaking his head. Through all of what he said, he felt rather calm. The topic of human experimentation wasn't not normal to him, no not anymore.

     ❝ I'm sure they're doing it because of some sort of magic as well. I don't think it would be scientifically possible to transport even dead people to a place where they can live, right? ❞ With all the research and magic from his own universe, although little he did know, Ventus knew it was improbable to bring the dead back. If it was, he was sure there was going to be some serious repercussions. 

     ❝ I just hope what ever the scientists here are doing, they know what they're doing. I don't want anything bad to happen. ❞

[goodroutes]

時間の流れ

It’s not unexpected, the twists and turns her new environment provides, but Ayano finds herself taken aback by the absolute vastness of it all. It’s been quite some time since she’d had so much freedom to move — so long, in fact, that she finds it all a little too daunting.

There’s every manner of building and alleyway tucked into this first Sector: shops, apartments, derelict properties hidden side-streets blindspots culdesacs and nothing. It’s dizzying, how much there is to see in this place, and against all odds she finds herself craving the cramped space doled out for her by a more malevolent force.

It’s only in a zig-zagging dead end that she finds any solace, a run-down looking shop the end of the line. It’s covered in clocks from head-to-toe, even on the outside — some are big, some are small, but all of their ticks are in sync. It’s a calming melody she didn’t even know she yearned for.

She finds the company of other not too far off, eyes widening when she realises she’s not alone. So there are people who crave this, too — people who crave it, or people who are just lost.

It’s kind of curious.

'It's a little funny, isn't it?'

'How they can all tick together like that.’

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[megurushipu-blog]

     The amount of time he'd spent in this city was lost on him, how many days had it been since he woke up in the blinding white room? It was definitely a change from the soothing darkness he'd become accustomed to, having no choice but to. He did not mind change, in fact the change was different from his old life, always the same schedule had gotten quite boring. Ventus yearned for adventure, the longing to explore tugging at his heart like a fish caught on a fisherman's line. 

     Even after just a mere month of being stuck in the confines of the city, the blond still had yet to see everything it had to offer. So when he found himself at the end of an alley, staring at an old building that seemed like it was on its last legs, he found himself in awe at all the clocks. Ventus listened to the clocks ticking, something he could only hear due to the silence surrounding them. 

     Ventus jumped out of his reverie at hearing her voice, blinking at her words. Poetic and confusing, something he was used to. ❝ I think it's a nice sound. They're all in perfect harmony, it's beautiful. ❞ his attention was turned back to the clocks, blue eyes mesmerized by the quantity of them.

[awakeninghiseyes-deactivated201]

Expanding his mental map of the city was a difficult task considering the fact that it was as though he was writing in the sand, only good in the short term before a wave inevitably washed it away and placed him back at square one.

However, if the tap at his shoulder and the following question were any indication, he wasn’t alone in struggling to find his way around the Hive.

"Where is that…?" He had heard of a sector 4 and logic dictated that a sector for each of the numbers leading up to 4 probably were present in the city, but it had never occurred to him that there might be more.

[megurushipu-blog]

     Ventus inwardly groaned. Great, now he was stuck in an unknown sector and his chosen tour guide seemed to have no idea where he himself was. ❝ You... you know... big foresty area... quiet-- similar to a real forest? ❞ he just wanted to get home, but now it seemed like he was lost and on top of that he just had to have picked another person who was lost. 

     The boy sighed, waving his hand in the air dismissively. ❝ You know what? Never mind. If you don't know where it is... ❞ Ventus wasn't going to leave, no, this person sounded quite lost himself and Ventus didn't want to just leave someone like this unattended to. ❝ What's your name? ❞ he asked softly

[glitchinglove]

                                                           ✧･ﾟ:* “Ow.” *:･ﾟ✧

        Before she could realise what was happening, she had hit the ground. With a new, real, body she could feel the pain of a human. What a strange, unpleasant feeling that was. Did this person want to hurt her? No, he apologised. What a nice boy. As she was helped up to her feet, she dusted herself off then smiled at the other.

        ✧･ﾟ:* “Ha Ha. That is okay. Accidents happen, don't they? Would you like to tell me how you fell? Are you very accident prone? Ha Ha.” *:･ﾟ✧

[megurushipu-blog]

     ❝ What? No-- I was just in a hurry and I didn't notice the patch of ice... ❞ he trailed off, realizing it probably sounded like he was just making excuses. Ventus sighed softly, brushing his hair back even as it just bounced back into place. ❝ I'm really sorry for running into you like that, though. I'm Ventus, but you can call me Ven. What's your name? ❞

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     He hadn't seen the familiar face since his first day in the city, and it was nice to see him still doing well. Ventus strode over to Aichi, a grin on his face as he lifted a hand to wave at his friend. ❝ Hey... hey Aichi! It's been a while, how have you been? ❞ Ventus still had yet to thank Aichi for talking to him on his first day in the city when he could have very well just walked away.

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      How terrible of him! He was in such a hurry he had accidentally slipped on a patch of ice on the pavement, accidentally sliding into someone. While they both tumbled over, Ventus quickly regained composure and began to apologize profusely. ❝ Oh my gosh-- I am so sorry about that! Here let me help you up! ❞ Ventus bent down and took hold of her hand, pulling her back to her feet. ❝ Again... super sorry about that. ❞

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     Getting lost in district Alpha was probably not on his list of things to do that day, and while he wasn't afraid to admit he was lost, Ventus had no idea who he could ask to help him get back to sector oo6. With an exasperated sigh, the blond tapped a stranger on the shoulder and with a dejected sounding voice he asked, ❝ Excuse me... I'm lost. Could you help me get back to sector 6? ❞

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     What an odd looking keychain. Ventus couldn't help himself but speaking out about it, ❝ That's interesting! What is it? ❞

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[akeyofserendipity]

Happy PALentine's Day

[akeyofserendipity]

Though not particularly empathetic, Roxas picked up on signs that Ventus was holding something back easily enough. He had never bothered to pay attention before, mostly because he had other things on his mind—but Ventus was his friend, and he refused to let his friends struggle alone ever again. 

Old habits, huh? He ponders why Ventus would be accustomed to that. The Organization had them waking at early hours, but Roxas discarded much of what tied him to those times. Plus, sleeping in was more fun.

"You should try sleeping ‘til noon one day. It’s what most guys our age do." he then wonders why that even matters, but it makes him feel better. Being normal was all he really wanted. Securing his own helmet, he gets onto the bike before patting the seating behind him. It starts with a roar before the volume evens out to something more dull and pleasant to the ear. "We’ll eat later, then. Plenty of places on the way."

[megurushipu-blog]

     ❝ Oh believe me, If I could sleep in until noon, I totally would! ❞ Ventus said in response, however when the bike let out the noise, Ventus couldn't help himself from jumping slightly. It was a suddenly loud noise, something Ventus' rapidly beating heart did not take light to. 

     Ventus eye'd the bike nervously, unsure of what to do. The only form of transportation he'd ridden before was his keyblade glider, and that thing was quite large. Could the two of them really fit onto that bike? The blond clutched the helmet tightly and frowned. ❝ Is it safe? ❞ he asked blatantly, sounding rather lame and realizing this after he had said the words made him flinch slightly. 

     ❝  I-I mean, are you sure we can both fit? ❞ the blond coughed, clearing his throat to disguise the nervous squeak in his voice.

[megurushipu-blog]

Playlist dedicated to the Wayfinder Trio from Kingdom Hearts: Birth By Sleep.

[akeyofserendipity]

Happy PALentine's Day

[akeyofserendipity]

Roxas follows him, arms perched lazily behind his head. His cargo pants held enough pockets to carry anything he might need—a tube of M’nM’s, his cash, Aqua’s Wayfinder and his phone amongst other things. 

The comment causes him to perk out of his daze, and the boy tilts his head. Had he given Ventus reason to think he would forget? Did he seem irresponsible? Maybe Ventus thought he didn’t care about keeping his word? It could be any number of things, but Roxas quiets those—after all, he had no way of knowing for sure. No need to get mad about it. "Right, like I’d forget." he snorts, rolling his eyes, "I don’t forget much if I can help it." and then there’s a small smile as he drops the topic altogether—no need to explain why he didn’t like forgetting things. "I’m surprised you’re up. You a morning person, or something?" he walks on, checking subtly to make sure Ventus was keeping up. He didn’t like calling it ‘babysitting’ because wow that made things more annoying, but he did want to make sure things went well. They reach the end of the curb, where Roxas’ bike stands chained to a light pole. Taking a knee he unlocks it, handing Ventus a helmet in the process.

"We’re going to the animal shelter first. Did you get to eat before I showed up?"

[megurushipu-blog]

     The other only smiled, glad that he hadn't taken offense to his small joke. Or perhaps it was just too early in the day for Roxas to even react normally. Ventus shrugged it off as that, not gonna gloss over the topic was probably for best after all. They were both in a good mood and he didn't want to ruin that.

     Ventus nodded, watching the sky carefully. ❝ I dunno if you can call me a morning person. It's just a habit of mine to wake up super early. I've been up for a couple of hours now, so. ❞ he responded. ❝ Old habits die hard, right? ❞ the blond laughed a little, trying to keep a conversation light and airy was his forte, but he could at least try right? 

     He watched Roxas curiously, taking the helmet from his hands with care. With a small breath of air, Ventus shook his head.  ❝ No I'm not really all that hungry anyway. ❞ he said, shrugging it off with a smile.

[painted-bees]

Character solidifying!

[megurushipu-blog]

Specify a character and leave a number in my ask, if you’re feeling so kind!

1. How does your character think of their father? What do they hate and love about him? What influence - literal or imagined - did the father have?

2. Their mother? How do they think of her? What do they hate? Love? What influence - literal or imagined - did the mother have?

3. Brothers, sisters? Who do they like? Why? What do they despise about their siblings?

4. What type of discipline was your character subjected to at home? Strict? Lenient?

5. Were they overprotected as a child? Sheltered?

6. Did they feel rejection or affection as a child?

7. What was the economic status of their family?

8. How does your character feel about religion?

9. What about political beliefs?

10. Is your character street-smart, book-smart, intelligent, intellectual, slow-witted?

11. How do they see themselves: as smart, as intelligent, uneducated?

12. How does their education and intelligence – or lack thereof - reflect in their speech pattern, vocabulary, and pronunciations?

13. Did they like school? Teachers? Schoolmates?

14. Were they involved at school? Sports? Clubs? Debate? Were they unconnected?

15. Did they graduate? High-School? College? Do they have a PHD? A GED?

16. What does your character do for a living? How do they see their profession? What do they like about it? Dislike?

17. Did they travel? Where? Why? When?

18. What did they find abroad, and what did they remember?

19. What were your character’s deepest disillusions? In life? What are they now?

20. What were the most deeply impressive political or social, national or international, events that they experienced?

21. What are your character’s manners like? What is their type of hero? Whom do they hate?

22. Who are their friends? Lovers? ‘Type’ or ‘ideal’ partner?

23. What do they want from a partner? What do they think and feel of sex?

24. What social groups and activities does your character attend? What role do they like to play? What role do they actually play, usually?

25. What are their hobbies and interests?

26. What does your character’s home look like? Personal taste? Clothing? Hair? Appearance?

27. How do they relate to their appearance? How do they wear their clothing? Style? Quality?

28. Who is your character’s mate? How do they relate to him or her? How did they make their choice?

29. What is your character’s weaknesses? Hubris? Pride? Controlling?

30. Are they holding on to something in the past? Can he or she forgive?

31. Does your character have children? How do they feel about their parental role? About the children? How do the children relate?

32. How does your character react to stress situations? Defensively? Aggressively? Evasively?

33. Do they drink? Take drugs? What about their health? 

34. Does your character feel self-righteous? Revengeful? Contemptuous?

35. Do they always rationalize errors? How do they accept disasters and failures?

36. Do they like to suffer? Like to see other people suffering?

37. How is your character’s imagination? Daydreaming a lot? Worried most of the time? Living in memories?

38. Are they basically negative when facing new things? Suspicious? Hostile? Scared? Enthusiastic?

39. What do they like to ridicule? What do they find stupid?

40. How is their sense of humor? Do they have one?

41. Is your character aware of who they are? Strengths? Weaknesses? Idiosyncrasies? Capable of self-irony?

42. What does your character want most? What do they need really badly, compulsively? What are they willing to do, to sacrifice, to obtain?

43. Does your character have any secrets? If so, are they holding them back?

44. How badly do they want to obtain their life objectives? How do they pursue them?

45. Is your character pragmatic? Think first? Responsible? All action? A visionary? Passionate? Quixotic?

46. Is your character tall? Short? What about size? Weight? Posture? How do they feel about their physical body?

47. Do they want to project an image of a younger, older, more important person? Does they want to be visible or invisible?

48. How are your character’s gestures? Vigorous? Weak? Controlled? Compulsive? Energetic? Sluggish?

49. What about voice? Pitch? Strength? Tempo and rhythm of speech? Pronunciation? Accent?

50. What are the prevailing facial expressions? Sour? Cheerful? Dominating?