alunatic: (processing this)
I very distinctly remember something like this happening before.

...Yet. The emotions are overwhelming.

None of you get near me. None of you.

However, I believe I may feel a bit better in Ansem's company. I can't think clearly with... these emotions.
alunatic: (done yet?)
...Demyx.

When you wake up and read this, I've dragged you back to your room.

It would be a more intelligent idea to rest before wandering.

Yotsuba has a knack for remaining terribly unharmed. I'm certain this will remain so.


[ooc: Aaaand Saix almost stepped on passed-out!Demyx. GIT BACK TO BED.]
alunatic: (giving you a dirty look)
I see. So it wasn't enough for two of them.

So there must be three.

No. No amount of heart-shaped cookies will simply do as a mere apology, nor promise of memory.

Keeping a heart is steadily becoming more tedious than I should prefer.
alunatic: (done yet?)
What a bother that was. But I don't smell it anymore. How relieving.

I should like to go to the kitchen.

...Vexen, I'm coming right now.
alunatic: (SNARL!)
Hmm. My old room.

Dungeon, rather. Before my existence as Saix.

I see there is a confession booth.

However, I'm also seeing a severe lack of point to all of this.

I'm more concerned about Vexen. And the others.


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alunatic: (impassive)
Particular people heard the bell and the siren and are experiencing these changes.

Some others are not, apparently.

Any reason why this may be? It's as if we're set apart by worlds now.
alunatic: (done yet?)
...I seem to remember this happening before.

How annoying.

If that man is up to anything again, I will personally slay him myself.

Vexen, do stay close, please. Ritsuka, Ranmaru... do be careful.
alunatic: (embarrassed to the MAAAX)
...

...

I can barely fit in the room. But who else is going to eat all these sweets?
alunatic: (done yet?)
...There's a smell in the mansion I don't like.

It smells like blood. And rot.

Just where is that coming from, hn?
alunatic: (done yet?)
...Hnn. Something must be dreadfully wrong.
alunatic: (done yet?)
All this talk of gods and devils. Hnn, what a bother.
alunatic: (impassive)
Should have known. Should have known it was too good to be true.

What was given so freely... could not be kept.

You are a wicked prison for us, mansion. All the worse, now I cannot even be angry with you for it.
alunatic: (processing this)
Damn it.
alunatic: (loving his cake way too much)
...Ice cream.
alunatic: (done yet?)
...Now this is just getting ridiculous. Like Agrabah, but even more miserable somehow.
alunatic: (giving you a dirty look)
I am less than pleased. Natsuo seems to avoid me.

Not that I imagine it will last long.

Do not relax, any of you; keep an eye out for him.
alunatic: (giving you a dirty look)
If anyone sees Natsuo, be sure to inform me right away.

His life is mine After all, he's one of the two that hasn't been turned back to normal.

And if you know where Near is, be sure to say so, as well.
alunatic: (wait... what?)
Seems most things are almost normal.

Those who were accompanying me, report yourselves. Are all those affected by the mirrors dealt with? Has anyone seen the Duchess?
alunatic: (giving you a dirty look)
Those with a spine for confrontations in regards to these "opposite" beings, I demand for a meeting in the dining hall.

Do be sure to not die along the way. It's quite annoying to step over your bodies.

When we are gathered, split into two groups. One must find the Duchess. The other to find these mirrored people.

Now hurry up.
alunatic: (i keel you good)
Very displeased.

The Duchess has been apparently kidnapped. I would suggest we group together, then split off into two. One to finish locating these "mirorred" people, the other to find the Duchess.

As long as you're all not busy being fearful for your own miserable lives.
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