#datumroxas

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@datumroxas

So--how does two Joshuas sound to you?

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Joshua: *chuckles* Okay, okay

Joshua: I see what's happening here~

Data-Roxas: Don't sing.

Joshua: You're face to face with greatness, and it's strange. You don't even know how you feel~

Data-Roxas: Yeah: it's called nothing.

Joshua: It's adorable! Well, it's nice to see that humans never change. Open your eyes, let's begin~

Data-Roxas: I'm a computer.

Joshua: Yes, it's really me, it's the Composer: breathe it in!

Data-Roxas: No.

Joshua: I know it's a lot, the hair, the BOD! When you're staring at a regional god~

Data-Roxas: Stop this instant.

Joshua: 🎶 WHAT CAN I SAY EXCEPT YOU'RE WELCOME 🎶

[rxcusant]

      “This is...” Sora mumbled, eyes squinting to adjust to all the white walls around him. Golden hues scanned the area, then raised an eyebrow at how unfamiliar it all was. Sora was certain he hadn’t been here before, yet it was almost as if his heart knew the answer.

      “..Castle Oblivion,” he said aloud. Alright, he knew the ‘where’, but not the ‘why’ or ‘how’. Sora’s memory had been getting progressively worse, but it was never as bad as it was right now. There was no recollection of how he came to the castle, let alone why was there in the first place. It gave off an eerie feeling, like he was somewhere he shouldn’t have been...

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[deiryu-blog]

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        ❛ --- and what happens if your data becomes corrupted ?  i assume there’s a plan in place ? ❜ something neither reaper nor angel he’s been told, this is a boy composed of data and code serving as this shibuya’s conductor ; the concept is strange , only in that he had not considered it himself, though he cannot say he is not intrigued by the idea --- and with intrigue, of course, comes questioning, more than happy to stick his nose wherever he pleases. 

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Another Verse Over

Joshua laid there, resting his eyes. All of the maids who worked day and night to clean the large estate had long since gone to bed--but the house still was anything but quiet. At least, not to the one named Yoshiya Kiryu (although, now that he was living in America, his parents insisted on calling him Joshua so that he might...fit in).

             [ ...a woman and a man laughing and running through the woods--a birthday party with a dog for the host--help--sipping tea with a moose... ]

His eyes opened and he let out an irritated sigh. It seemed like tonight was going to be just the same as every night. Sleepless and long and boring. The boy sat up and threw his covers off of him, moving to the hallway so that he could descend the stairs. He might as well get a glass of water while he was awake. He just had to wait until the live-ins were out of the dream sequence.

            [ ...Meeting with a man--flying in an airplane over the skies of Paris--running desperately through the woods--stealing money and running away with that woman that was met on the subway--oh god i left her oh god oh god she’s dead i left her--!! ]]

Joshua stopped mid-step. He didn’t recognize that train of thought...

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“Wait--wait! What did you say? Joshua did what?!”

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Joshua was thinking to himself as he walked down the path of the Trail of the Sinner. Thinking hard about what he was going to do to kill time while waiting for the next episode of Slammurai: Trial of the Slammed. They were quickly approaching season finale...

Opening the door to the Pad, he saw Roxas standing there. “Howdy, Rox--”

Something sticky caught his leg and he lurched forward, arms plunging forth to attempt to hold onto something while trying to warp himself upright simultaneously.

He managed to latch onto Roxas’ waist before the two of them disappeared.

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“Is it true that electronics do drugs? That all of them are doped?”